(Photos courtesy of Abraham-Hicks…..)
You, me and a few acquaintances.
Tents on the grass.
Smores, the April breeze.
I was so into you.
You only had eyes for me.
We were talking about who knows
Too young to remember.
The perfect age to enjoy!
But there’s always that girl that tags
Along, because she’s mad that you
Didn’t have eyes for her.
She was busy trying to be your BFF.
I slowly rubbed scented lotion on my
Legs, after my long soak in the hot
You quickly excuse yourself to take a
I guess that’s what the kids are
Calling it these days…
You were out of breath as you
That night, you were the first one to go
Into our tent.
Everyone else was still up, sitting by the
I could hear their assuming laughter;
You just layed there, looking at me,
Smiling, as I smiled back from my
I knew the rumor mill would begin to
Churn, but all I cared about was that
I was next to you, and you were
Next to me.