*Star Kisser* (dreamlaughlove) wrote in excuse_me___,
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Icy Infatuation

The wonders of icicles still capture me,
the caught image of an action
never fully completed.
"Those things can be dangerous"
you said;
I pay no heed,
for they are beauty.

Disintegrating now, they shimmer.
In every drip,
there is a story.
Each one is told
to the earth,
the flowers,
the souls.
They are beauty.

Actions now completed,
and I pay no heed
with light step,
and colorful eyes,
I watch their stories unfold.

You kiss me beneath them.
We pay no heed.
In falling they see
Beauty watches beauty.
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