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playing lawn games
at the park
the sun playing
hide and seek
with the clouds.
casting shadows
to cool us down.
families eating
and drinking
flying kites,
kids in the sand  love
with buckets and shovels.
she slides over
for a few stealth hugs,
i want to swallow her whole
to prove unconditional love.
why do we find it so
hard to communicate?
she points out an
old shirtless man
dismounting his bike
to listen to heavy metal.
she finds his actions cool-
every one of us perpetually
looking to build from fragile
to strength and back again.