251 i was thinking about how much sweeter ice-cream and waffle cones taste when shared

251

i was thinking about how much sweeter ice-cream and waffle cones taste when shared, and how your hair lays wavy and soft in the grass, and how you laugh when i push you on a children’s swing, and how you look down at me when i lay my head in your lap, and how your hands seem so small in mine, and how grass makes so nice a pillow, and how the sound of your voice above playgrounds and laughing and soccer fields in the distance makes me smile, and how the last of the sun’s rays burn hot on the white mountain tops, and how the city blurs by in streaks of color on the cool night air, and how soft you feel behind me, your arms wrapped tight around my sides, and how ferry lights dance on the dark water, and how herons fly in pairs, low over salty ripples, and how i never knew someone could be so beautiful, and how i never want to let you go

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