Under the Green Bridge
Just beyond the waterfall, under
The green bridge, the teenagers
Meet, the young man and woman arriving
Separately, greeting each other
With shy smiles. She tests the waters,
Dipping one toe; showing great form,
He does backflips hoping to impress
Her. Breathless and clutching wet towels
Awkwardly, they will eventually leave,
But not until the sun has gone
Down, has stopped providing warmth.
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