Across the river
darkening storm clouds appear,
steely bulks on this languid afternoon.
We lie somnolent,
slumbering through the sweated heat,
hoping for a savior breeze come soon
with wind-cooled waves of air
breathing life into lifeless bodies,
ushering one magnificent moment
of rapture and resurrection.
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