Ficly

The Sun Graced Me Briefly This Afternoon

Just a little while longer,
the sun promised me this morning,
when she decided to grace
me with her rays for a few moments
before wrapping the thick storm clouds
around her voluptuous body
and taking a break.
I waited in the grass
until she spoke to me again.
She bid me a safe voyage,
a fond farewell,
a “soon” passing her
lips.

This story has no comments.