00:15 | aquamarine in the morning
it's 1am and you sneak me
through your house,
out your room,
through the hallway,
down the stairs,
out the back door.
lights shine down on
the aquamarine pool.
you look at me,
in your green basketball jersey,
and your black shorts.
you chuckle.
you turn around to take your shirt off,
and then your shorts, and then your boxers.
there was a splash
and then i felt the aquamarine
on my foot.
he turned to face me, "you coming in?"
i bit my lip,
"turn around."
i thought for a second,
and then i took off my shirt,
followed by my pants and boxers.
i stepped into the pool.
you turn around and smile,
i smile back.
- kyle
author's note: i think i'm gonna start like a short story book with stuff like this but i don't know comment if you wanna see it
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Poetryfor the boys in my life. the ones i hate, the ones i can't have, & the ones i wish i was.
