Young and free
with the world spinning around.
Arms open into the glorious twirl of the smiles
that have been embracing me and shaping me
into the young man I smile back at in the mirror.
The night was pregnant with laughter.
Two days past,
and in the morning we woke
with but one regret;
that time did not stay longer.
For a moment in between the moon
it felt warm.
I could have sworn it was...