a perfect day

we walk the Pier, hand in hand 

holding tightly, fingers clasped

bumping shoulders, bumping hips 

connecting sweetly just like this 

sun shines hotly on our faces 

memories new, engaging all 

walking, talking, getting to know 

everything 'bout you, along we go 

the morning winds down, time to part 

one long kiss as we depart

before I get a few feet away

the text reads "a perfect day"

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License