Paper boats on waterless seas

Clouds
Dark n swollen
Like overripe plums
A lil squishy
But awfully nice

Stains
Like blackberry juice
on white petticoats
Like unwashed sin


Rain
Earth
Wind
No fire.
Just everything drenched
All thirsts quenched.

Swollen
Like the river.
Overstepping bounds.
With mischievous fingers
Groping always.

Wet
Like a washed calm
of thoughtful sunsets.
Fingerprints
On sprayed windows
Slithering down.

Brown.
Of wet earth
On sides of long distance roads
Of sun kissed tomatoes

Ripe
Like suckered nipples
Or if you find that not in taste
Rum soaked raisins
Wrinkled edges
now drunken smooth.