Dance a shimmer over glassine
shallows and shake the drops
away. Whisper your shivering
quiver and chuckle
where the brook comes to play
in the pebbles at the shore.
Invite day dreams into sunny
glades on a summer morn, hushed
as a kitten stalking her jittery
dandelion prey. Cat's paw, kiss
my cheeks as soft as a fey
wind blows a different way.
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