Today’s prompts at Three Word Wednesday are Dreary Embrace Timid water rigid skyscrapers protrude into flocculent storm clouds lying low over the city in a dreary embrace of opposing greys 　 the first timid drops are miniscule explosions, raising an areola of steam into the air producing that distinctive smell 　 that rain creates when wetting dry earth and concrete that’s lain in the summer sun too long without moisture 　 as the storm builds our bodies entwine, the sweat from your brow falling on my breast on my stomach, on my thighs 　 the stone that i have been … Continue reading water