| Barbara Boughton USA BBough4217@aol.com Love Story You were there All along. I didn't know. I stumbled against you. You caught me. You sleep soundly, The sheets coiled around you. I turn away And think of these last months When we circled each other Like children, spoiling for a fight. We pull apart like a stretched rubber band, And wonder why it doesn't break But bounces back. We struggle to talk And share our secrets. We hold them safe From the world outside. Making our way together, We trip and roll, Intertwined like a child's braid. Up a hill and down another. I'm out of breath, you say. Lean against me, I say. © Copyright, 2000,
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