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.
Comments
I love this so, so much! Thank you for writing something so wonderful <3
There's something so poetic (I guess you're writing poetry, after all) about describing your emotions as "melting." It really does feel like that sometimes, huh? I responded to this piece in deep but such odd little ways: The candy, the scattered pens, the "let's run away together," the sea, all spoke to me distinctly but cohesively. You've produced something sparkly and dreamlike bright, but nostalgic and melancholy, all at once.
Love the wave metaphor <3
Youth is very precious
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