Begin

Begin

By Allie Marie

So this is how it begins.

Our pinkies wrap in a promise.

I’m wearing too light of a jacket over my little black dress.

This worn out faded denim 

can’t catch the chill

at this summer’s dusk.

It doesn’t seem to bother you

in your favorite band t-shirt.

You smile warmly

as your blue eyes match my green eyes.

There’s a freckle at the corner of your eye.

Imperfections hold our secrets.

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