Like Bubblegum On Daring Lips
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VOICE: Ahmad Razvi
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I touched his hand
On that playground
With those children
Looking
With sun in his hair
And his sparkling eyes
Outdoors smelled
Better than wet grass
After rain
Than vanilla ice cream cones
On Sunday
You know how bubbles can exist?
Like overgrown pink bubblegum?
On far too daring lips?
This timeless juncture
Where just he and I
Had momentum
And nothing else in our
Small frail world
Mattered
In my stomach something
Came alive with
Tornado twists
Fluttering feelings
He didn't move
Or speak
The moment lasted
My entire life
Every of his knuckles
Etched in memory
No word crossed my lips
Failed my tongue
These few seconds
Winks in time
Were a smile to last
Forever
In my consciousness
***
© Darren White
January 27, 2017
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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