Wednesday, June 26, 2013

So she came...white n wet...

So she came
Wet wet wet
A bit blurry on lens
As if moisture dense
Fogged her shape...
Rain late night
Had lent an effect
On her petals
And pollens too...

So she came
One rainy thunderous morn
Like my love
Traveling long
Singing a rainy song-
All the way...

So she came
Held by her long elegant stem
Like a dream
On film caught...
Wearing white and green...

So she came
My favoured wet sacrosanct dame...

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