Lydia
When Lydia and I
resolved to climb that apple tree -
it was over.
Childhood slipped away,
not all at once,
it took a few moments,
but when her long bare legs
arched over my eyes,
when her skirt
swung over my head
to gain the highest branch,
it was over,
I knew it
and
she knew it.<>
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