summer rain

roaring rapids,

lacerating blades of liquid light

flow freely on my shoulders

slicing my flesh,

licking my bones shiny and white.

Torn up muscles

stretch and contract

in blushing delight

oozing their blues,

ready to fight back

the rain.

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