at twelve we played under the summer sun

at twelve we played under the summer sun
four girls and I, ten eyes so wide that shined
at forty-two what she recalls is none

four girls and I, I fell in love with one
whose curly hair around my heart did bind
at twelve we played under the summer sun

and in remaining days my mind did run
around her eyes and soft, full lips--rewind!
at forty-two what she recalls is none

with mind's eye I could not see it was done
at school year's summer end, for love is blind
at twelve we played under the summer sun

when gone, I loved her two more years--how dumb!
this love contract remained by her unsigned
at forty-two what she recalls is none

the love we felt that weighed my heart a ton
resided only in my naive mind
at twelve we played under the summer sun
at forty-two what she recalls is none

(C)2009, Christos Rigakos