a wet Milan
clung to my over-sized coat
in dewy splotches
that shivered and fell,
brooked into clean green
water- still, then slow and quiet flow,
nonchalant in the presence of beauty.
Linking as a Real Toad to the Imaginary Garden for Kerry’s Challenge- The Prelude (http://withrealtoads.blogspot.in/2013/05/kerrys-wednesday-challenge-prelude.html)