First Crush

The memory of a First Crush - self explanatory

FIRST CRUSH

In the misty past

I left a letter

that somehow found its way to You.

That long ago

when the world was empty of heart-stopping madness

I shared my swing.

When I knew only candy and crayons

I gave up a prize which kids fought for

The unthinkable, I shared it this time

With the girl of the long-dark hair

The one that smiled back

On contest day she cheered my race

Cheering only for me.

A dozen faces and screams silenced by one

my breast held the million hearts of a champion

that day.

So I did the only thing I could 

I shared my swing.

For the first time ever

That cloudless hot recess

Out in the bright yellow dirt

Away from old lady glasses

I shared my swing

with that dark-haired girl in my class

with the white beret

and the blue knee-dress

who cheered the race

of her champion

I have lived without her now

these many years of withered leaf-dust

Hateful crime of our times

having been through it all 

And the others who’ve taken her place

They said it was silly. 

Then why do I see the girl

on that hot blue day

and still feel my little boy nature 

become a curiously melted mystery

like the Hershey I left on the porch,

that drowned reason and made me 

give up my swing?

Reviews

[Esteban Morfín]

This was a wonderful trip. Not so musical, but who cares. It was great nonetheless

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Victor, I had a girl in grade school i so wanted to share my swing with...but I was too shy...She never knew of the crush I had on her. Several years ago we had a grade school reunion. I wanted then to tell her of the crush so we might have a good laugh over it...but she had just a few months previous died of cancer.
I never got to tell her...One major regret.
She could have had the whole swing to herself.
j.