Popcorn

cover my eyes so i can see you better 

my night shadow, cloaked in delicious mystery, 

your hand, forbidden fruit, holding mine 

under the waning light of a summer's day. 

i wish 

I love trampolines.

I love feeling my strong legs push into the balls of my feet push against the resistance of the springs just before they shoot me into the air.

I love the short time where I am flying higher and higher.