remembering...back in the day @ wingate park...good times

as she steadily swings...on the swings
in the park she just happen to come across
she smiles
traveling freely at her own pace
she is happy
as he...he drives and parks his dented ford mustang...
let's face it we're talking about crown heights-brooklyn here people
eh-hem>>as he drives and parks...his eyes steadily gazing at her
she smiles
in a trance...his maybe?
or maybe the swinging?
still swinging
the wind blowing her hair gives her a certain air
in other words she's looking cute
finally he catches her eye for a good 10 seconds
he smiles and laughs...a handsome laugh
walking...in a manly sway he approches her
while attempting to push her swing from behind
her smile turns into an accent of frustration
she points to the swing beside her
now they swing together
sometimes in the same direction
sometimes in opposite directions
other times bumping into each other
but it doesn't matter
because they've both got that handsome and cute smile on their faces...staring at each other, talking to each other, swinging with each other...being with each other.