we sing hymns in the cave
tears of ending
prayers together
backs on the tennis courts
heads in the middle
tears streaming
of laughter
of healing
letters on yellow paper
breathless
listened to
owl glasses and curly brown hair
daisies behind our ears
designs behind our eyes
endless laughter
early alarms and
peppermint pockets
cabana talks
my cracks get filled
cool night air
no need to run
openness
warm rain, I'm warm to the bone
stormy clouds
closet hugs and radio connections
race to the sunset
and I don't want it to end
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