when we were young
i would race you
across the green grass
of summer
arms
legs
flailing
bare and tanned
from afternoon suns
plunging into
pale waters
whispering
waiting
bobbing like gulls
we'd float on the
surface
arms outstretched
fingers touching
gazing into
cloudless skies
floating
floating
floating
until the day
folded into night
you were everything
those summers
strong
beautiful
and
mine
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