You, boy
with your laughter
as infectious as
blades of grass
on brand new skin
You with the
tangled hair and
tumbleweed heart:
you keep me young,
you make my world spin.
You, boy
were once my
wildest dream...
and now I get
to watch you grow.
Taller than the
tallest tree, with the
rays of the sun
bouncing off your face:
how much do I love you?
As high as love can go.
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