Her Warmth – #Tanka

Road beyond Denver

Her humid heat gone,
My lips crack in dry, cold air.
I wrap myself
In blankets near the fireplace
And weep ’til her return.


This was written for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday #113, in which no synonyms were required!

Y’all, I can’t express how much I love summer.  So many people were all ‘PSL!’ when fall came, and now everyone’s happy about winter.  So this tanka is about summer and the change from a quick fall to winter.  

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