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Benedict
Christina called
as I got off
the school bus

I went over
to her
standing by
the wire fence

surrounding
the girls' playground
she took my arm
and walked me

along the fence
out of earshot
of others
I dreamed

of you last night
she said
did you now
I said

watching a prefect
looking over
what was I up to?
that would be telling

she said
that's the point
I said
some girls

were playing skip rope
singing a rhyming song
she looked at me
with her brown eyes

you kissed me
she said
is that all?
I said

the prefect  was walking
over towards us
his lanky frame
moving

at a steady pace
it was a long kiss
she said
how long?

I asked
I didn't time it
she said
but it was good

made me feel
all unnecessary
as I heard
my cousin say

when she stayed
with us
what are you two
up to?

the prefect asked
you
he said to me
should be making

your way
to the boys' playground
not here
chatting up girls

Christina
looked at him
then at me
she dreamed of me

last night
I said
she was just
telling me

I bet no one
dreams of you
I added
looking at

the lanky prat
do you want to go
to the headmaster?
he said

giving me
the stern eye
Christina
was looking at me

her eyes like
melted chocolate
got to go
I said to her

see you lunch time
at recess
on the field
I walked off

the prefect stared
after me
Christina stood
with her hands

in front of her
her thumbs playing
with each other
I turned before

I went out of sight
and blew
her a kiss
which she pretended

to catch and put in
her school skirt pocket
the prefect scowled at her
as she walked away

patting my blown kiss
next to her thigh
easing out
a school girl sigh.