Playful Puddles

Soft raindrops delicately fall

Into your porcelain-white doe eyes

Not salty tears of dark gloom at all

But of pure jubilance and sheer remise

Now all I see are sky blue puddles

In your twinkling bright pair of pupils

And fragile colourful rainbows filled

Mirages flashing, peaceful, distilled.

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