There's a current beneath us

[uclapshaug]

There's a current beneath us.
Quick, cold water ferries us along in
The river; it is deep with promise.
Your hand is warm in mine
Like the summers in Fairfax
On the day school got out
And we'd all watch the clock
As it creeped towards diving boards,
Fireflies, and root beer floats,
Fireworks, and staying up late,
And listened for that bell to scream, "NOW"
Now, we are free.

The river is long;
I am cold and deep with promise.
It whispers to me, "Now"
I let go.