Threw on a hoodie
Slipped on my slides
Walked out the door
I wasn’t running this time
Walked down the driveway
Got in your truck
I planned on coming back this time
Nine thirty at night
I’ll stay ten minutes
We go to the playground
Me and my three girls
And our three boys
We sit on the swings
Our boys behind us
His hands round my waist
As he pushes me to dizzying heights
I jump
Im free
I scream
We laugh and run and hug
His hand up my leg
My girls and I laughing about the boys
His face pressed into my neck
The smoke into our lungs
I’ll only stay ten minutes
An hour later
His hand tickling my leg
Ready to go
I don’t want this night to end
With the cool air
Misty breeze
Fingers tapping patterns on my thigh
Wrapped in hugs
Im falling apart
But I’m also healing
Ten minutes at a time