I Just Can'T Name Them Poem by Sebastien St. Fellmore

playgrounds alive in youth
slides sliding, swings swinging
laughter and uninhibited joy
hip words and novel ideas rampant
prisons banned and the torture neglected
fears ran down and chased right outta here
ecstasy in not knowing
ignorance is bliss

kissing in the yard behind the bushes
young infatuations unable to notice
the hot whisper in teen beds at night
groping for what's right in the dark
kisses on faded lips and an empty embrace
chasing rain and happy
looking for rainbows
on shady days
in a thousand lays