Recess

[Kate_Landers]

I run
I flee
You follow me
Pursuing me
I jump, I run, I hide

Your tongue is wagging
Hair is shaggy
You burp, you smell, you're gross

The boys are taunting
And girls are watching
This merry little courtship

I'm out of breath
I need to rest
I've nothing left
No strength, no fight, no will

Ah! But wait!

Another wind
And it begins
A second lap 'round the playground

With glee
I flee
Away from thee
I almost make it, too

From behind you tackle
The leaves beneath us crackle
As gravity and motion collide

"Oh please, not me!
Just leave me be!"
As your soggy lips come near

"Oh yes, my dear,
Our time is here,"
And my first kiss
This moment of bliss
Is drowned in graham cracker saliva

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Absolutely LOVE the ending on this Kate! 'graham cracker saliva' - it all paints a picture - but this one adds the sense of taste as well! Nicely done!

[Sumyanna]

Love this!

[Bobby Del Boy]

Top of the queue Kate! We played spin the bottle as kids. A different kind of recess. That is my first kiss memory. Well done Kate.

[MHenry]

I was sure the pursuer was of poochian blood when these words I read...

Your tongue is wagging
Hair is shaggy
You burp, you smell, you're gross

I'm sure you really wanted that first kiss, and you were exhausted, but I think you should have run faster!

Very tender memory, Kate, and an enjoyable read!