Magical Saturday Afternoon
I want to kiss your arms
On a park bench in the sunlight,
They’d be sweet and warm,
Life would begin to feel right.
Then we’d walk along a lazy street
To purchase ice-cream cones,
Everything you talked about
Would be as lovely as a melody.
This would all take place
On a magical Saturday afternoon.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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