when the rain stops

May 26, 2014 § Leave a comment

neon green
and silent
sans a creek
of water
rushed
renewed
and ground
that gives way
to bare feet
and holds
puddles
from the past
walking
through it
feels like
discovering
something new
that no one
has laid
eyes on
before you

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