We were fourteen <br />and the two of us went camping <br />and you smuggled into my tent <br />and we smuggled <br />and in the morning your smile was a joy <br />but when we were back at school <br />because I was a boy <br />and so were you <br />we had to keep it under the covers <br />otherwise the others <br />would have taken out their fears on us <br />but it was our fear as well <br />and back at the school <br />even when there was no one else near <br />all we ever spoke about was football.<br /><br />John Hegley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/omo/
