Sprinkling
Rain sprinkled on my forehead.
She sprinkled on my nose.
She sprinkled off my freckles.
And went other places sprinkle goes.
Rain dripped past my armpits
She dribbled down my belly.
She oozed past my knees.
Sliding past breakfast jelly.
Rain pooled in my crevices,
Luckily I did not mind being wet.
Sprinkling kind of revs me up
You would know that if we’ve met.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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