Euphoria: A Poetry Collection by Rosemary - HTML preview

Randomly a lot of neighborhood kids would go

swimming around the same time.

As if it was a late-night college party

but it's 1 pm on a school night.

I would be there in my sister's old hand-me-down

sewn up one piece.

Without me noticing you jumped into the pool

right behind me,

while I was talking to some other boys.

ey swam away.

I mean there wasn’t much space to “swim away,”

for the pool was like 36x40 ft? Maybe?

Slowly I opened my eyes.

Wiping water from my face

and that's when I saw you.

Less than a foot away.

e first time I could remember feeling the feeling

of Euphoria.