Two kids are <br />tumbling <br /> <br />their bodies <br />light as feathers <br /> <br />swift and agile <br />like cats <br /> <br />on an island of <br />light on the city <br /> <br />that is about to <br />sleep <br /> <br />my eyes negate <br />exhaustion <br /> <br />envious of youth <br />contemptuous <br /> <br />of the past <br />unfulfilled about <br /> <br />who i am <br />without the why<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/while-waiting-for-you-inside-the-car/
