Gingerbread Innocence

I was driving over the bridge today and below the deep water with its usual cold mystery seemed to mellow into winks of blue shimmer.
This dazzle sparked an old memory of our friendship.
A memory that has always felt significant to me but until now I hadn’t found any words to fit the feelings.

Our time together was when we were around about eleven.
I’m not a good one for dates, my calendar keeping is a lost art to me.
It’s funny to think that you’re still this eleven year old in my mind even though I know that reality would have you past many mile posts now.

This memory that danced up from a distant blue past had the purest taste of gingerbread innocence.
Not the crumbly kind of gingerbread but a moist pliable ready to eat now or later textured with the innocence of two young kids who knew no better than what was immediately in front of them.

I could see us again or more so feel us again.
I was a staying the night at your home which happened to be the top floor of a local pub that your parents owned.
I remember the stairs that took us up to your room with its very own ensuite. My enviousness relives stirring a smile with the smell of the lavender soap cutting a little linger into my reminiscing.

I remember we snuck downstairs to the first landing to listen to the rabble of beer voices clinking with jokes and flirty giggles.
I was privy to the noise of a world that took off my rose colored glasses even though at the time I knew nothing about such spectacle clarity.
Without knowing then but knowing it now it was likely the first time my gut instincts elbowed me to see life in feelings.

What has life brought to your door I wondered as I got closer to my current destination, my car motoring along dutifully.
You never knew how beautiful you were and I admired that about you.
I wanted to be you but still be me at the same time.
Are you still beautiful?
I think you may have been my first crush.
I know I loved your innocence.
© K S Hardy 2011

Gingerbread Innocence

Arcadia Tempest

Joined November 2008

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A old memory that finally the feelings and the words fell as old friends together on the page

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