POOLS OF BLUE
Thy heart searches for thee.
Eyes, like pools of blue, see me!
Thy heart ponders why.
Needing your touch, the tears I cry.
I stand in the summer showers,
And seek your image for hours.
Oh! Pools of blue, I long for thee,
To see this love that lies in me.
Epaphroditus© March 31, 2005
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