Trust Me (an acrostic poem)

Testing the ice, Margo tapped the surface while holding onto the rail

Realizing imminent doom was not forthcoming she took a small step

Utilizing her amazing reflexes, she managed not to hit her head as she flipped

Steve stifled a laugh till he asked if she was okay as he reached out to help

Taking his hand, she pulled him down next to her.  Margo preferred ice sitting

 

Making a show of it, Steve stood back up and held out his hand

Even though she wanted to pull him again, Margo didn’t.  She was rewarded with a kiss