Do you remember the way we used run down to the beach like maniacs
God I miss how your skin golden smelt, sweet like lilac
A sparkler tightly gripped around one hand, the other in yours
The way we tore all our clothes off without a pause
The way we ran into the cool moon lit pool
How the mare sight of your bare body made me drool
How my trembling hands slid down your chest
How the salty water slashed ever so lightly on my breast
Your eyes never strayed from mine even with the large pale moon and bright sparkling stars above us
That made me blush, but I have to admit, I loved the rush
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Stanzas
PoetryI don't know, I guess Its a collection? Just a cluster of thoughts that kinda sorta rhyme. Not all of them. Some. Stanzas. By me.
