Children's Play
We walked the mall,
Hand-in-hand.
Your skin warm,
Like a summer night,
As it touched my cold shoulder.
You wrapped your hands around my waist,
In a backwards hug.
Your head brushed my chilling skin,
As you whispered in my ear.
I convinced you to giddy things,
Pleasing my inner child.
I skipped and pulled you along,
Headed to Build-A-Bear.
You looked at me,
Just like you would a kid.
You kissed my forehead,
And made me laugh.
Then we went to get drinks.
I bought us both smoothies.
I was childish yet again,
Blowing my paper straw at you.
It hit your arm,
Skewed away,
And on and on it flew.
I covered my giggle and leaned over,
Trying not to seem rude.
It hit the floor,
As if it were a feather.
A lady glared at us,
And yelled something crude.
I simply laughed.
But you got mad,
Thinking very brood.
I grasped your arm,
Trying to interrupt,
As you pulled away.
But on you go,
So I switched to plan B.
I pulled you over,
Looked in your eyes,
And simply kissed you.
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