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Rendezvous

Three moths dip and dive, dancing the light
Blue whale swims deep, sings the sea a new song
Laughing in mischief, children play truth or dare
Tomorrows Sun knows to brighter burn
Stars and moon stop to stare
All the world whispers one word
time waits poised, holding its breath
Blue eyes explore the depths of brown
then gently close as lips warm and soft
tenderly touch; First kiss

Monday, November 24, 1997