Under the weather

I dream of burning desert days,
the sun’s rays toasting everything,
the way sidewalks shimmer
like a cartoon mirage,
the relief of shade and a light
breeze, and cold water
in a beaded glass; instead,
I’m holding a cup of coffee
and wearing socks.

Via #dVerse

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