Precipitation ends where
Petrichor begins
Rising up from concrete paths
Rousing my senses.
The calm that comes right after
A sudden cloud burst
Throws it into sharp relief.
It’s a thing of joy
Iambic yermametre
Precipitation ends where
Petrichor begins
Rising up from concrete paths
Rousing my senses.
The calm that comes right after
A sudden cloud burst
Throws it into sharp relief.
It’s a thing of joy