Step into the stream,
onto the slippery rocks underneath,
with me.
Hold my hands and stop me from slithering down.
Let the mynahs at the distant tree
interpret our cooing and shy away
Interupt me with your dumb jokes
And hear me laugh out my lungs.
Let the playful sun behind the clouds
And the leaves, weave patterns of shadow
On your arresting face.
Hold my books
While I throw water on your face
Propel some water with your foot
On my feet, allowing my rolled up pants to unroll slowly.
Allow my cold feet to try clutching on
the slimy rocks.
Removing the specs from your face,
Rub it dry on my shirt.
When a thread from my shirt gets stuck to the temple of your glasses,
Refuse to remove it saying, it's a badge!
Badge of honor! Badge of love!
Let me get lost in this stream,
In its cold depths,
confusing the rock edges to be the bank,
let me return to you all over again.
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