... poetry ...

The first moment

The first time I saw you
You had your ponytail
Pulled through the back
Of an old, dingy baseball cap
You were singing and it
Bounced freely with each
Note of the song.
In that moment of clarity
I realized, in between trots,
That you were simply
The most beautiful thing
I’d ever seen and you
Never even tried.

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