old..but something i need.

[spiralmoondust]

quiet docks on tranquil rivers.
places we used to spend our days.
our toes grazing the surface
with glimmering hazy green fish for company.

sometimes we'd get into your sky blue car
hoping to speed off into the horizon,
camouflaged until twilight.

and i'd always make you smile
with your wind-blown hair
and wild eyes.
car top down.

i'd read you my newest poem
and you'd be silent for an eternity,
that heart-wrenching half-smile tilting your lips.

and when you finally spoke,
your voice like the ripples in water,
smooth and surrounding,
you'd tell me you loved me
and ask me how such crazy things
got into my head.

my laugh always felt so warm.
comforting.
like when i would curl myself to your side.
my head on your shoulder.
i was moulded to fit there oh so perfectly.

and i can't help it if my words always come out wrong.
or if i have a tendency to run away at the worst of times.
my life is a perpetual game of hide and seek.
you're the only one who can find me.

so, lover boy, turn up the radio.
let's get away from this place.
i'll write you a poem,
a word for every mile,
about a boy and a girl. in love.
and their escape from a loveless world.