unexpected
but welcome
a wet head
and shirt
an easy trade
for relief
from heat and sun
and then memory
comes intruding
a summer shower
thousands of years ago
your hair waist length
dripping on my chest
the white of your teeth
the green of your eyes
the touch of a hand
skin on skin
as rain beat down
on a tin roof
a trailer in Ohio
the sound of corn
serenading in the wind
and sleep
when it came
never felt so good
again
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Leonard Durso 
Lovely!
Thanks, Emily.
Nicely Done!
Thank you.
Yes, I agree with the others. Love the contrast of places.
Thank you.
To quote LD and apply it to LD, Thank you. Is the other side of that memory going to see this?
I doubt it. But like messages in bottles, you hope someone who can appreciate them stumbles over them on the beach.
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Rather sensual
Thanks for pointing that out.
Love this – love the lightness of the depth 🙂 There is a beautiful lightness to the depth of your poetry. I wonder if you learnt it from all those Chinese poets you love. Beautiful.
Thank you, Martina. Hopefully I’ve learned from them. They certainly influence me.