swing set by the pool.
boy next door, young love.
holding hands in secret.
fourth grade, school bus.
new kid from texas. eyes
lock, flushed cheeks.
christmas party, candy cane white
hot chocolate. you’re the only one
I wanted to hear sing.
amusement park. red hair
reflects sunshine. perfect angle.
calloused hands, a digression.
my hair was long when we first met,
main street, harmony. and the bible
didn’t mention us, not even once.
drove me home from the diner
after the shows. let it bloom,
slow, yet untamed. still wild.
whiskey on the balcony. a reach
for my hand. came closer.
the moon turned green.
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