August 1, 2008
By Jamie Meadows, Mt. Vernon, IL

i see black and white pictures scattered across my bedroom floor;
there are clothes strewn across my floor from my window to my door.

i see images of last summer hung upon the wall
there are leaves still laying in my yard, in memory of last fall.

i see your face floating above mine; with that 'kiss me' look on your face.
but i know that if i do, i'm giving in. so i look away and wait.

you smile with confidence knowing you win.
i mouth 'i love you' with a revengeful grin.

we're running through the daisies playing tag like we are young.
thinking this is only the beginning; summers only begun.

i feel this connection from the tips of your fingers to mine;
this connection we share is worth my wasted time

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