Rainfall and Asphalt’s Fog

It rises like the scent of warmed asphalt

My Photo, Graffiti

It rises like the scent
of warmed asphalt
meeting the flesh aroma
of rain steaming through
the sheets pouring
like cats and dogs
from another day
and wet earth,
the scent of spring
seasoned with fresh grass
and the asphalt adds
to the grounded mix
an elixir to invite
about the chances
of renewal and the heavy air
clears with the cleansing rain
pouring down like a bucket
heavy from the sky
the reason why
your fingers hold
a warmed cup to recreate
the sense of cozy
in your escape.