You think these moments
Will always live forever
Waking in the van still stoned
Her naked body beside you
The sound of waves breaking
Smell of warm meat pies
Cracking that first beer
Dawn creaking like a behemoth
Over the still frozen horizon
Walking along a deserted beach
Like the last two people on earth
Music everywhere and shells
Like bright brittle currency
You don't question your worth
What you're doing where you're going
You just are fundamentally you
As you understand that to be
Later there may be revision
Comprehension of complications
Extenuating circumstances
But when you are young inside it
You think these moments
Will always live forever
© shaun patrick green 2012
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