Summer oozed
from the night sky
leaving behind
sweat-slick stains
on the morning sheets.
Heat dripped
from the crevices
pooling into puddles
of perspiration
of possibility.
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I love the alliteration throughout and the vividness of your words. 'Summer oozed from the sky' captured me from the start. Loved it! 10 Karin Anderson