Written by Imogen for the game Snap Shot, writing prompt #24
The air glows bright with sunlit droplets,
Rays arcing between shadowed trees.
They splash in delight,
Sending jewelled spray skywards,
Hand-held spindrift sprinkled over faces,
Falling into open mouths.
Reflections rippling into abstract,
Surface tension shattered.
Rivulets run down bare skins,
Refreshing playful bodies,
But they cannot lark like this for long.