Treasure Island

David DeSantis

(01/29/85 / Utica, NY)

***Trampolines and Easter Eggs


I first saw your face
a beautiful photograph
the kind I would have
in a wallet worn well

I first kissed your lips
and put a hand in your hand
I said 'we'll be ok'
as I held you close

Your eyes
were so sad
but I knew love
could change that

I wanted to love you
remember your old house
trampolines and easter eggs
and movies of love would tell

Goldfish grocery stores
and kissing in the rain
a dark lit park
in your father's car

Your bronze tanned back
on the white of your shirt
towels on the beach
and waves in the water

Memories
they are in my mind
and how time
will always fade them

I want you back
to be here
I'm just a boy

who needs you here.

Submitted: Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Edited: Tuesday, February 24, 2009

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  • Lynda Robson (2/25/2009 7:13:00 AM)

    I like this snapshot of you David, so well written, open honest and great,
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