Unexplained Serendipity

A weekend away, together with friends.
cuddled close,
sweet laughter.
pillows, blankets and midnight forts left astray.
the remains of my butterflies on the ashtray. 

We share secret smirks at dirty jokes.
balloons of joy, ukulele lessons as the damp campfire smokes.
honey smiles.
rain filled dimples,
a pale sky 
and green eyes.
singing songs 
out of tune,
painting pictures
of the moon.
If this isn't nice, I don't know what is.


 
c

crisscross

NY

17 years old

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