TanaT Poetry
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Sensory
The streets are singing
The air is renewed with the clean scent
My tongue rejoices in the acidic coolness
My skin burns with each touch
Tears of joy stream from the heavens
I dance in the Earth's shower
Rain
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