kisses and giggles

I keep looking at
My Swing
Where we sat as it
Creaked and croaked
while we laughed at it.
Kisses and Giggles,
Feet and toes playfully
Kissing each other
As you Held me
You held me. . .
You've always known to
Hold me.
And I touched your face
My fingers spilling adoration
On your cheeks and lips
While the wind blew and made our
Noses rosy and cold
(That we rubbed against each other,
and we were so warm again. . .)
And made our tongues, that talked softly
(The same tongue that kissed me. . .)
Like cherry popsicles.

It swings seemingly empty now
Holding two white, invisible Angels
That swing glittery starlight legs
Back and forth, Back and forth
Kissing and Giggling
As it Creeks and Croaks in reply
To the whisper of the wind.

Underneath, a pile of sunlight leaves
have fallen
That I would play in if I was
Me.
And just beside my swing, sits my tree
With its old low arm that seems
To reach down to hug me
And my clay Fairy lies on top,
upon her stomach
smiling when the branch sways
a little in the wind
As she looks down at my garden rock,
that says. . .
Believe!