Playground Talk.

As I sit & reminisce about all the boys I've kissed

I feel a sense of serene.

Because all of those boys were merely just toys

and everything in between.

To know I have a man;

more than just a sloppy kiss

skinned knees and broken hearts.

The type of man who's name I would write in my notebook

Surrounded by tiny hearts.

As time would pass, I'd patiently wait

to grow into the woman I know I could

He releases his grown heart into my blinded mind

and I pleasantly remind myself that I should.

Ever since then- no guilt has remained

for I am done with this playground love.

I'm surrounded by the doubtful who's own hearts are merely frightful

of being shown what a real man does.

So that does not taint nor turn my back away

from a hopeful future with a prince

because I've kissed many frogs

and through and under it all

I've been done with the boys ever since.

-RecklessStill.2011