Afraid, sometimes, like kids are afraid (Summer 2010; Dorset)

You wore your best summer dress & let it go clear in the rain,
& if your poor mother found out how she'd be so ashamed...
You'd just met me, you barely knew my name,
but you let me see you all the same.

We ran back to shelter, stood under the boughs and the groves,
and when we stopped running you helped me to take off my clothes...
I waited a while, then told you I had to be home,
I didn't look back, I dressed, & I left you alone

...And I feel ashamed when I think of your name & of then, but it's not the same & I'll say we were only children...
but I still feel like a child, with a child's little voice, don't you know
It's a conscious choice & you grow when you want to grow(?)

I had an old camera & shot as the rain sank inside,
& fifteen months later the film came out warped and belied...
...your expression, you didn't seem to mind,
but your face was wet, I didn't see you cry...