Drops of sweat
sizzle
down sanguine cheeks.
Exhale.
Feet barely lifting through stifling air
over sweltering asphalt.
Inhale.
Wiping steam off eyelashes.
while dew beads line burning shoulders.
Exhale
Passing new cedar’s green growth,
movement
ever so minute
into the tree’s shadow.
Inhale
Looking up into leaf shade.
Fluorescent pink poofs
fan out from seed pods
sprinkling wrinkled leaves
with a splash of fuzzy tropical.
Mezmorized.
Still
breath
lifts
rising into the sun.
~Megan M. Cutter
June 1, 2019
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