One


once were two,
now are one.

they glide freely over their reflection.
in their world, only they exsist.
only them and their music.

the ice is their canvas,
each day , each skate, a tale is told.
and no two tales are ever the same.

once were two, now are one.
that's the way they'll remain,
'til their telling is done.



-Patricia
- anazetra@aol.com

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