We found gourds growing on a vine and we took them and threw them and smashed them into the wooden floor next to the words "penis" and the places teen lovers proclaimed their love for one another followed with a date. You know the ones. It sure is nice sitting next to someone who you know won't go. Another being who is bound to you with good and bad memories. Kisses, chicken pox, movies, rain, divorces, blankets. Then later going for drives, drinking coffee, drinking beer, buying each other dinner. I liked the sun on my legs that day, I liked the wind in my hair all while twin girls drowned in the same city.