I craved a breath.
And the air, deliciously dank,
     called with the sound of leaves.
I drank it in long gulps.
And satiated my lungs.
I walked through sticky heaviness,
and accepted the weight.

The Sun and Breeze struck a deal
     of equal parts shine and polish.

I tingled with warm damp skin-feeling,
and let staleness pull from my pores.
I sank toes into the deep cool earth,
and left that memory
     to fade as the next step pressed in.
I opened arms, eyes, lips.
And exhaled light-ness.