I Dreampt of You

I found myself at a party, you were there, and many of our friends
we kissed again our first kiss in a hallway
the snow began to accumulate
you drove us all home, because everyone else was drunk.
You wanted to stop for swimming at a place you knew
we came to a shallow pool
you and I waded in
I swam around you, you dove beneath the water
we swam in circles around one another, spiraling toward one another
we climbed a hill to escape the others,
and fucked like popsicles on a hot day.



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