CANOE

           

    "We won't get lost."
        he says and I
    "Or sink? Or drowned?"
        I trust him.
    "Hey, we'll have some fun."
        ("And how did I get into this?"
            I think.)
        Our journey cross the river
            has begun.
    ("What will I do to be with him?"
        I scoff)
    "You hold the side for me
        and I'll for you."
            We're in!
    "Sit still!"
        and with a thrust we're off.
            The gliding calms
                the trembling canoe.
    "You paddle on the left."
        I clutch my oar.
    "And not too deep
        and not too fast."
    (I guess, "You're thinking
        what I'm thinking...")
            I suppress a groan.
                You joke:
    "Tomorrow we'll be sore."
    ("...God,
        what if he loves me
            a little more than I love him
                or worse, a little less?")
 

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[Leigh]

An amusing line of thoughts, that capture a few precious moments, which give a big insight into the key part of your day - I enjoyed this very much