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Ripples
Your face ripples into thousands of tiny circles
as my hand reaches out for you;
like a drop of water in an ocean...
Are you real? Are you waiting just under the surface
of the water for me to join you
in the blissfulness I now know?
Or are you just a memory,
A figure of my wild teenage imagination?
I watch you smile..
a perfect, rippling smile that makes
my heart beat powerfully.
The water isn't moving anymore,
I dare not try and reach out for your face again...
Your image is calm and lovely once more,
it makes me smile back.
