silly illy nilly

I want the
zingy comfort of
hastily-grabbed hands
waving
-

in the rush of
a down hill
you had the
same look on your
face/mind

a
little bit
I want,

let's swim in
dusky explor
ation of coastline
for also
I want always
to feel like a
ten year old
climbing (falling?)
magnolia
trees.