We were summer dreamers
sitting with our legs together
as the sky exploded
scarlet, gold, and blue,
and the air beat our hearts.
I watched her face light up;
her eyes shimmered with dying stars.
Later, when it was over,
they tore the carnival down
and abandoned an empty field of yellow grass.
I never thought we'd forget
the press of our legs,
even as we went for long walks
to separate places.
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