Users Who Spiked
SKATING IN THE PARK
The wind whistles through the trees
and strangers whoosh past us
as we continue along on our path,
ice skates on our feet.
We glide along the glistening ice
making snarky comments about the obnoxious strangers
who are better skaters than us.
We step and glide, step and glide,
moving across the ice in middle of the park.
Every so happily holding on to each other
your arm through mine,
my hand on your forearm,
sometimes for balance
more times for connection.
We spend the evening skating
and people watching.
A simple evening,
a romantic evening,
an evening spent with each other.
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