A Bubble of Dreams
The water stirs, Lost in thought, Dreaming, Adrift, In strawberry bubbles. Thinking, Of You, Remebering, Your gentle touch, That fans the flame, Your smile, Twinkling eyes. As with a yank, I pulled you in, Fully clothed, Now you , Even haunt me, In my bath. Written January 7th, 2002 © on Jan 07 2002 03:09 PM PST, Phyllis Thompson 18 • 0 • 8
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"The water stirs,..."