Boyhood Poem by stephanie Gardner

water droplets chase the embrace of stomache turning breathes,
together we hide justice like child's play fingering grips the scars as feathers bleeds in my palms,
the sound of a smile continues the desirable but never less we have vision for night,
summer sunsets as fore told white dresses dance amongst lost meadows as boys lay in the clouds through windows waiting for the release an arrow in the bow,

but whom echoes back for reality,
ribbons laugh in motion guiding them in this storm,
our sheets are their secrets,
my chills during another summer time are obsessive filled feeding dead growth,
these beats for material compassion;
express a scorpion's promise though i'm not a subtle foe,
do you want the truth ot the truth?
being fearless of the unknown hasn't woken tears but,
rather trying chasing after wishes when it's not the place nor time,