Rain Dance
Sitting on the couches ;
in the dark shadows.
Listening to the nights electrifying
arc, light up the heavens.
Winds,rustling song;
blows through the leaves.
Frogs quiet anticipation;
the impending precpitation.
The inevitable dance
of nature ,that follows.
Copyright © Theo Constantinides | Year Posted 2014
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