SHIMMERING	*SHIMMERING*
 *By GILDA LILY*
 
 Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, Alliance does, more's the pity.
 (c) May 18, 1998
 
 I sit here by the pool,
 The hot Florida sun's
 Brilliant rays bathing
 My near-naked body.
 
 The palm trees are swaying,
 My drink is cool,
 So why I am I so
 Unhappy in Paradise?
 
 Why do I feel your lips
 Caressing me like
 These hot Southern breezes?
 Why am I haunted
 By the memory of your touch,
 So firm and so gentle?
 
 Why does my mind's eye
 See endless vistas
 Of blinding snow and ice?
 Why does my blood burn
 For harsh Arctic cold
 While sitting in hot climes?
 
 Why do I see you
 Suddenly appear,
 Shimmering like
 Some ethereal mirage?
 
 Why do I see you
 In all your
 Smooth-bodied glory
 Slicing through water
 That's as blue
 As your eyes?
 
 Broad shoulders break
 A mirrored surface,
 Your smile dazzling,
 Brighter than
 This blazing sun.
 
 Why do I hear your voice,
 Soft and sweet,
 Whisper against my ear,
 Your warm breath
 Tickling my chest?
 
 Shuddering,
 My heart aches,
 My eyes widen,
 (You always called me
 Gorgeous Green Eyes
 When I did that)
 As the truth I've buried
 Bursts forth
 Like a dolphin,
 Breaking glassy blue.
 
 Hang on, Benny,
 I'm coming.
 
 Have snowsuit,
 Will travel.
 
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