Submerge
Let’s go dip our hands in the creek
just to touch the water.
Maybe our toes too.
Cover our skin in crystal cool
pressed up against this heat.
A good kind of sharp,
quick and to the bone.
The kind that feels
refreshing on the other side
standing in sun to drip dry,
rocks stuck on the edges of our feet
sparkles shining, dancing down ripples.
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I particularly like the feelings evoked in the 2nd and 3rd stanzas – A good kind of sharp and refreshing on the other side.
Creeks are magical. Love “dancing down ripples.”