I want to kiss your arms
On a park bench in the sunlight,
They’d be sweet and warm,
Life would begin to feel right.
Then we’d walk along a lazy street
To purchase ice-cream cones,
Everything you talked about
Would be as lovely as a melody.
This would all take place
On a magical Saturday afternoon.
Uriah Hamilton
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/magical-saturday-afternoon/
