Dry parched tongue and cracking lips
Longing for something wet and pleasing
Experiencing a complete brain eclipse
Losing consciousness …wheezing
Escaping an arid desert of drought
Caught up in a surge of believable illusion
Soaked in coolness…there is no doubt
Citrus libation satisfies a dusty delusion
The sensation of tartness is a real eye opener
Making flattened hair stand up straight in the air
There is no need to be hasty and call the coroner
A cascade of lemonade has ended the nightmare
8/13/09
Oh yes, ice cold lemonade is so refreshing on a scorching day. I can taste it now, Theresa. Thanks for the refreshment! A '10! ' for your delicious poem. Warm Wishes, Marilyn
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I would like to translate this poem
beautiful write....very enjoyable read...