You.

I fear you are a moment

Trapped in time

The sliver of space between golden hour

And the setting of the sun

We are sitting on peeling and rusted swings

Bare feet grazing cold strands of grass

Unspoken words ensnared in scattering dandelions

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Aimlessly blowing in the wind

Kaleidoscope eyes fixed on brown

It’s like you want to seem unconcerned

Though the vague smile playing on your lips gives it all away

Fading light catches on blonde hair

And I am left breathless

How could I begin to forget

You are engraved in my soul

-g.k