Pools
For me you haveHeated your cool pool.
For how long
Will this summer last?
I will dive toward
The dolphin mosaic
Gasp back into air
And you will stare.
As ever before you
I know
Cauldrons are not places
Around which friendships
Are ever made.
Poetry by limber junctionson
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Written on 2008-06-18 at 05:22
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