Saturday at Fifteen
As we rode on our bikes through the marsh in November, where crows lined the wires and the weeds stole the roads
You called out that you
I laughed too long,
Until you stopped in anger and wept to your scarf.
Stop, I said over and over again aware that your sobbing was heard by the birds.
So I kissed you,
More to silence the sadness than out of emotion
And you wrapped me with arms you had seen in the movies, until I lost my shoe in the mud
And then we headed home.
I told you to say nothing
To the girls in Year 10
You said you’d say nothing
If I kissed you again