To my stargazing skatergirl

The other day we bumped into each other at the oval and peered deep into the stars together. I fell in love with a skater. You board with a parka and cruise like a champ. Do you remember when the time we lost our feet in the sand? I said I rode more goofy, but not when I wrote to thee. These words carve up the paper and your wheels shred the road. Love is my adrenaline, so let’s talk this out and play some more. I am not bored with our journey and will not pass my fault. I accept that I’ve follied and unacceptably ollied on my “ass’s fault.” The other night I fell, like lyrics meteors we missed and those bruised hands that I kissed. We missed those stars and I still went too far, but I’m still falling so hard for my only true star, a girl with four wheels, a cute smile and sore wrists.

Lets carve up all those hot summer street and stargaze at the cosmos when we’re done in that heat. —Henry Shredsworth Longboarder

This article appears in Apr 25 – May 1, 2013.