Wednesday

The Little Pond

Shallow waters of this little pond,
Stepping in it oddly kept me warm.
But half my body's still held bear,
That's how I feel when with her.

So away I stand, far from sight.
Looking at her while under the light.
Rather not involved in her daily life,
Where I might mess up her entire life.

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