The Lovely Lemon Water

I am exhausted in sweltering heat She offers me her fragrance Two whole glassfuls of lemon water Laced with honey Instant hydration of my body Invigorates me significantly In return I offer to moisten her soul But she is too impermeable to water from my glass Anchored in absolute self control Or else I lacked enough dews on the grass Inside her fridge Needle like water crystals glisten Slow crystallization White pearls of expectation For a distraction she turns her eyes To a dense mound of cloud in the sky Where water waits to be released as rain A precipitation in making Waiting for the requisite temperature and pressure To get down as raindrops Upon the lovely mountain top Similar droplets at her window Nicely held though … ______________________________________________ April 11, 2016 For the Poetry Contest : Elements Part 3 : Water Hosted by : Brian Davey