MOPP 4

Cumulus Nimbus on the Horizon July 07

Clouds tease the horizon

With light caresses

Wispy veils drawn over tender flesh

Enticing

Romancing

The horizon softening in response

As the clouds bathe it in filtered light and

Feed the dry earth from their swollen breasts

The grounds bloom in their wanton climax

Rosy and heated

The clouds exhale panting in their release

Then go their way

Earth and cloud parting

As lovers often do

Till next time

When the pregnant earth gives forth its fruit

And the clouds come to

Lie gently with it again