Uncommon Curiosity

We dressed quickly,

pants grabbed in darkness,

mismatched shoes,

the shirt that smelled like last night’s dinner,

lips chapped and crusty,

.

and ran outside, together,

through the sprinklers that keep the fields wet

and muddy

for Saturday soccer games,

and past the graveyard gates,

lit up like they were expecting

company.

.

Your fingers were cool in my palm

as my feet hit the asphalt, thinking

I could run a thousand miles on your smile.

.

Hush now, love

It‘ll be hours before they miss us.

We couldn’t stay –

grow gills to breathe under water,

two birds in an ocean of fish -

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We have a long way to run

and our feathers are too brilliant

to float among the pebbles

at the bottom of the sea.