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Kim Slemint: [1, 2, 3, 4 ]
Blue Pool
  oh blue pool  
in my silence  
I picture your waters  
cool, moist, inviting  
your tide  
captures my spirit  
enticing it  
to smell the impatiens  
that surround your atrium  

and as the sea  
seeps to your interior  
I too, sit here  
watching my reflection  
waiting my turn  
to slip beneath  
your velvet cover  
as ocean spray  
tickles my backbone 

   © 1998