Monday, August 17, 2009

a swingset and a slide

replaying that day in my mind.

over and
over

I see you. I feel the motion and the cool wind on my face as I fly into the air.

up and
down

I feel the speed as we race to keep up with you.

forward and
back

I see you sitting there next to me: it's night now.

A plane disrupts the silence as it flies overhead.

You like the noise...as do I.

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