I played damsel in distress to get your attention
It worked
Nights of a moonlit lake
Hands clutched together
Floating in the depth
We kissed with our heads above water
As our bodies danced below
I found poetry in the atmosphere
You knew nothing of poetry
Days of scorching Florida sun
Boiled peanuts
Grilled corn
Ice cream floats
Riding behind you on a jet ski
My chest bouncing against your back
We snuck away to secret coves
Canopies of trees and moss
I was attracted to your father
I tried to seduce his attention
You were oblivious
I ignored you the day I meant to say goodbye
It hurt
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