Watermelon
Watermelon
You,
me,
two bikes.
A trip across town,
to the farmer's market.
A hot day,
an iced melon.
Only one... cut in half.
Shared together,
with laughter,
from here ever after.
Twice the smiles,
no matter the miles,
Watermelon,
not just our summer treat,
but a friendship,
remembered...
Amen.
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