La Belle au Bois dormant

In the dampness of summer heat
we bounce on that trampoline
in our own secret garden, where the hedges and weeds and sunflowers
are overgrown
look at us,
we are beautiful
we are young
we are alive
we are untouchable
There are memories
when you see time pass by and flow like syrup
we danced through life
do you remember?
We thought we were Sleeping Beauty
guarded by a dragon
saved by a prince.
Childhood is lemonade stands on your block
and Mickey Mouse pancakes and seesaws,
sandcastles
and believing in fairy tales
do you remember
how our mothers found us sleeping on your couch one afternoon
really thinking that princes would come
to wake us up
and we would marry them and dance on clouds and our dresses would change
from pink to blue and back to pink again
well, now we don’t believe anymore
in fairy tales or each other
life woke us up one day, not a prince
it got through the thorns around our castle, the ones that shielded us from reality
when it did
you were you and I was me
and neither one of us
was Sleeping Beauty