Playground Love

by Catriona Snape
 
 
 

I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavour.
Love is all, all my soul.
You're my Playground Love.

HG
I remember him, beautiful, there, by starlight and moonlight, in the cold of that night. The same pale moon kissing his hair to
silverness, making his eyes glitter and shimmer.
I longed to be in his arms.
 
 

Yet my hands are shaking.
I feel my body remain* tense, no matter, I'm on fire.
On the playground, love.

DM
Who was this girl, alone in the darkness, the night of the ball?
Gorgeous. It was all I managed to think as I approached the shadows of the balcony.

You're the piece of gold the flushes all my soul.
Extra time, on the ground.
You're my Playground Love.

HG
And his lips were like cream and silk and he smelled of life, and I kissed him, my beautiful enemy.
I was lost.

DM
I recognised her eyes and her face as I touched the rosy skin of the lips, and I ignored her name, and whoever she was, she was
mine. Kissing like this was the only thing that could keep us alive. Love.
 
 

Anytime, anyway,
You're my Playground Love.

HG
We heard Ron's voice calling my name from somwhere in the castle. I came back, my heart sunken forever in that cold and
winter night to him.
 
 
 

*note: understanding what Gordon says here is not as simple as you can think...