melt

white terry robe of snow
slowly sliding south
down the shingles

the eave’s nurtured icicles
drip
drip
dripping

white terry robe haunting the kitchen
slowly sliding south
down morning’s conjecture

the counter percolating coffee
drip
drip
dripping

You walk in
Blink
I melt

Good morning, you

Blink

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