If you are to ruin the beautiful,
then I don't want to.
Peril bled through the
month and it was lukewarm. It left the four of us subdued.
All ended when one of us dropped the wood ashore.
I wasn't aware of the possibilities and that left him infested and hard.
Sunlight meets your skin as I forgive you.
"Do you remember?",
as if years have gone by.
He was going to save some for later,
but he couldn't remember.
We are all laughing again.
The four of us.
Maybe in different places not altogether.
But that is a good sign.
