Night Song
Cicada chatter swells
...and sweeps through the trees
...like breakers
...rolling up a starlit beach.
Rain-sweetened breeze
...carries the light rattle
...of faraway thunder.Silk, steel and nylon
...throb and hum,
...plucked gently by fingers
...ink-stained and child-weary.Voices caress tentatively,
...then blend suddenly
...in harmony
...as achingly sweet
...as the first juicy crunch
...into ice-cold watermelon
...on a sultry Texas night.
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