who are we?

February 5, 2008
By Ashley Tedesco, Bloomington-Normal, IL

We went to a forest
and we held hands,
as you kept calling me your girl.
I just silently kept holding your hand,
as I sat on a log with you
and watched for cicadas.
Then we saw another couple
and I wondered what they saw
when they saw us.

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