Coco

For a long time 

I'd have vivid dreams,  

bursts of REM that gave me the illusive bliss 

of being wherever 

and the closest return  

to the mind of a child 

Tell me we'll be ten forever 

and I'll ride my scooter to your house 

every day, and never learn 

not to trip over the crack on your driveway. 

The first bite of watermelon 

brings back the crash of the tides 

waves of sweet, cold sea foam 

spraying onto gleaming skin