Wednesday, December 9, 2009

With Him

I'm going to hop the fence, jump in the beautiful cow pond
with him.

   Run across the field and steal through the woods
with him.

Come out on the other side, still soaking wet, laughing
with him.

Walk slowly to nowhere, and collapse when I get there
with him.

Wake up, damp, cold.  Then hot,
not-so dry
with him.

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