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 © | Year Posted 2020

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Wolf Avatar
July 16, 2020 at 9:33 AM
The last line of each stanza --- O, have they got me laughing! … I think you should consider charging admission to meet you and that rain sliding past breakfast jelly. That's gotta be worth $5 bucks a throw! lol. ~ Thrill-Seeker
Krutsinger Avatar
July 17, 2020 at 1:44 AM
I would like to have an extra five dollars or two. Great idea! AFTER I start going out again or letting my friends come back over
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