She walked home

She walked home

alone in the night,

she took a

moment to stop.

She thought about how

scared she would

have been if she

was fifteen years younger.

And as she looked

around the field

eyes tracing the lanky

dark shadows

she wondered if she

ever really out grew

the fear.


My glasses fogged

My glasses fogged

up from my own


But for a moment

I could swear it was

the thought of you

that heated me

up enough to fog.