Mastering love in adolescence:
Better to have stayed inside reading lies,
Than trying to shovel the relentless swell of snow.
The spade struck the bottle with a crack;
Tomorrow ' s milk seeping out onto the frozen drift.
Shattered underfoot, slivers of glass shone in the moonlight,
Reflecting distant stars.
Yes, better to have stayed inside,
Than greet those prodding fingers, pilfering her youth.
‘ Delectable, ' he shuddered, as though appraising a personal masterpiece.
He did not care to read between the lines.
Didn ' t care for the bold, plain print
Or for the girl playing grown up.
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