Ice
Four corners conceal a flawless attraction
white waters flow at the base of perfection
standing in reflected pools quenching thirst
sparkling heated moments about to burst
inscribed fragments ignite
comfort cooling down
everlasting delight
Chilled thoughts in a summertime breeze
cloudless whispers soaking in the peace
sucking down pleasure carry me home
mixed moments of effervescence roam
--swaying a sunny day away
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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