child to adolescent (Can you remember)
can you remember as a young child,
how simple things were,
saturday mornings my body felt like
a locomotive,
soon thereafter,
came soft lip first kisses,
finger tips entered,
button fly's werent' zippered,
never touched,
cept' those few wonderful wicked gardens,
at midnight,
where we ventured with steady hands,
broken hearts, bleed deep,
they heal,
where ever that may have been,
under star lit sky, camp fire,
naked bodies lay in the back,
of my 79',
trippin' billies, bon fires,
beer and boon farm wine,
and,
where exactly was it where we crossed that line,
where we couldn't spend the afternoon,
at your place nor mine?
and what could have been wonders my mind,
like wild mustangs roamed,
and crystal water creeks shined,
full moon high,
leaves rustled, no cried,
as they fell as the wind pushed them from their vines,
as we all fall one day,
merely a matter of time,
one life, one love, make it yours not mine,
love hard, beloved of mine,
all mine,
soul mates we are now and still be till the end of time.
