A poem about water.
I am energy
moving
a constant force of nature
alive
a vapor in the morning air
a mist upon the cedars
refreshment when you need it most
but when upon your skin I slide
warming from your body’s touch
I see the shimmer in your eye
pressed upon your wanting lips
a rush flows inside
chill
it’s a vibe
Lori Minutoli 09/01/2020
Lori Minutoli 