MeltingA Poem by willwebI held an ice cube in my hand, it was cold and wet shimmering in the summer sun, it felt good in my palm
Slowly it began to melt, dripping, becoming smaller A puddle formed then began to seep through my fingers
I gazed upon my friend as it slowly disappeared, not understanding why I wasn't sad because of this
Then you appeared before me, radiant beauty blocking the sun, your smile that of a perfect day, and I understood
You held my heart in your hand, slowly it began to melt
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