Cloud Burst

the cloud's dark lips have kissed the earth,
and streaked her coarse, dry cheek.
tears of joy spew forth from heaven,
her gravid soil gives birth.
her parched gray tongue tastes the wine from the sky,
her skin regains its ruddy hue.
her moist red mouth resounds with praise,
her flesh unburdens itself of fruit.
her clear green eyes look up, and behold,
the faithful arch from the artisan's brush,
curving from a distant palette,
painting the deep blue dusk.


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it rained today.