We Sat On the Swings - CRITIQUE PLZ

We sat on the swings,
the sun hitting our backs,
turning us to silhouettes in the dusk.

We sat on the swings,
holding hands,
just sitting there.

We sat on the swings
in silence,
in love.

We sat on the swings
and we felt alive
and we felt at peace.

We sat on the swings
and we whispered sweet nothings
as cotton floated by.

We at on the swings,
our flip-flops off,
our feet in the sand.

We sat on the swings,
disappearing with the sun,
fading with each breath.

Author's Note
Just written, like, a minute ago. I was going to write a short story, and then the opening line led to the next and then it became poetry. This is the easiest it's been for me to write a poem in awhile. I like it.

It's funny because it's the beginning of March and just this past Thursday, there was a snowstorm.

Also, this is complete fiction. I don't have someone to sit on the swings with. And even if I did, the playground near my house has rocks, not sand. If only, if only...

Keegan <3

[EDIT]
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