July Sky
Creamsicle sky melts in July
and drips down on our souls renewed.
From midsummer’s unstifled sigh,
creamsicle sky melts in July.
Our tent keeps secrets, we imply.
A fire sparks a sultry mood.
Creamsicle sky melts in July
and drips down on our souls renewed!
For Andrea's One Lovely Summer Triolet Contest
Visual #7, 5/28/15
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2015
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