Thursday, December 26, 2013

A poem a day for 2013 - day 360 - Play

We were twelve
We were hands and feet racing to tree
Back when safe base was easy to find
Remember my ponytails flying wild
Your shoelaces coming apart
My long legs
Your pants too short
What did we know about patty cake
About running into the wind
Our necks wet from damp grass
We lie for hours blowing wishes into the wind

What did we know about passion
About dreams
About the magic of our tongues
All this time
Gone so fast
Who are you now
Are you the same boy I kissed under the willow tree
My fingers crossed behind my back
Your knees knocking loud and free

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