Drums please, Fab

the starlit sky

and bonfire

the melody through your fingers

drawing the velvet in my voice

your eyes, glister through

to the bones of the chameleon

I let you see me...

for a second or two—

We’re walking

in search of bodies of Water

—You’re so patient with my idiosynchronicities—

remember bubbles

and the ice cream truck?

I love your laugh

your sweatshirt

and the anklet protecting your sister

keeping us steady

You always knew

how to

trip

in style—

still waiting to hear

your thoughts on licorice

By Rayan Fardoun