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Friday, 30 August 2013

Boyfriends Bike


Remember me?
we were kids really
your sly smile
with wicked blue eyes
bike riding to my house
excited with your news
of baseball training camp
holding my hand
a brush of a kiss
across my cheek bone
whilst saying goodbye
just a summer apart
you say…..
not knowing
my childhood love
for you
would forever depart.


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6 comments:

Mary said...

What a wonderful nostalgic write. You have captured the spirit of those 'summer loves' of childhood in those days when we really believed (for a time) they would last forever!

grapeling said...

such a twist...

G-Man said...

Je m'excuse Madame...
Merci for visiting my blog today.
Every Friday I host a prompt where you write a story with a plot and a central character in exactly 55 words! Once you do, come tell me and I will read, enjoy, and comment.
You had 57 words....:-)

Have a Kick Ass Week-End

Brian Miller said...

emotive...those first forays into love, no matter how brief leave a mark on us...if nothing else they always live just at the edge of our memories...

Lisa A. Williams said...

Wonderful! Makes me think of my "first" love and how we rode our bikes everywhere together.

Loredana Donovan said...

Oh, how sweet. This also reminds me of my first love. Emotive. :)