learning curves

I watch you,

A blur of blue and red

Running with your hair bouncing,

Bouncing in time to

Bare feet: deep in conversation with the grasses,

Head over heels in love

For this moment

Then up on your feet again

Running,

Running always running,

Under the pines past silvery green leaves,

I watch you

Leap over the fence

I watch

Until you’re a small red dot

Turning the curve,

Then you’re gone.

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