Humidity covers the many layers of you with dew, for you thrive like a succulent in the wet.

I expand and contract in accordance with the seasons. Sometimes, such as humid times, I expand, while in colder times I contract.

You thrive while I contract today. It’s your heaven and my hell.

Then, as if the sky knows who I am, the clouds break and the cool rain falls on to our skin.

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I spin words from a different space • music, the sea, and nature makes my words spin • ex-lawyer • I love turning ideas on their head •

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