We're Still Kids

I hang candy necklaces from the tips of my fingers

All the way to your reaching palms.

We smile like we're kids again. Maybe we always were,

But who realizes that anymore?

Sugar and spice and those lollipops we ate in the autumn.

Don't you want to run in the wilting summers with me?

'Cause I'd want to wake up to the multicolour pens

You scattered on my bedside table in the dimming twilight.

Hey, let's run away together

Out into the sea foam where no one but the planets can reach us

In the moonlit evenings.

Melting, laughing, crying

All at the same time-

Let's do it again, before the next wave comes 

And we're soaked with salt, back on the shore,

Wondering why we can't stay

Until the day breaks.

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