Making Memories
turquoise clouds popping and swirling
storm felt miles down the coast
we are unconcerned, our new love exciting
the world outside is of no concern
phones are off; we reach for each other
playful, because our time together is new
we are like children, learning of dandelions
For the first time, making headbands
we will have tea later, possibly biscuits
now it is all about us; storm not any busier
than we are; and certainly not as happy or satisfied.
we make memories we can feast on for years to come.
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