By Morgan ~parkermo@ucs.orst.edu
Date: 18 May 2000
Northwestern Love
The drizzle covers me like morning fog
Encompassing my being, softening my edges
Twinkling, glancing upward, I blink… the droplets insist
Shuddering, my imagination's eye takes me through waterfalls
Constant crashing of sparkles, silent tranquility
I smile to myself, basking in this steaming bath
Some friends join me, some ask why?
The former from the valley, the latter never understand
Encompassing my soul, relaxing my heart
The drizzle covers me
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