By KatyBeth, SnooprBoot@aol.com
Date: 29 December 1998

Puddle

Dancing in the calm before the storm
I wait in nervous hope
of melting away
and becoming the reflective puddle
on your snow-kissed stoop
Only then, by the rising of the sun
and the stare of your beautiful, engulfing eyes
Will we be one

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