And I remember

That night in

The tent made

Of blankets and

Sheets we were

Explorers in the

Jungles off borabora

We pretended then

Creating lions tigers

And creepy crawling

Things with hands

And fingers and

Flashlights eating beans

And hot dogs

Just as sleep

Took hold I

Felt your fingers

Poke and tickle

Making me squeal

It’s like that

This morning many

Many years later

Us still adventurers