Iscream

I’d like to see you now.

Talk with you under the stars, moon and dark clouds, which seemed to you like licorice cotton candy, and I agreed. I almost tasted those clouds and wanted and when I expressed it to you, you kissed me. We laughed that it didn’t taste what I wanted but it was still good.

I lied on your lap at the meadow where hay was so long we felt like hiding. It made the whole thing feel more exciting than it really was.

The night turned colder so we went to he’s home, he’s room and we warmed each other.

That night was really ours.