Winnie Willoughby Ramsdell

Table Rock Lake, Missouri, USA

I imagined I was jewish
We pretended you had time

We ran barefoot through the snow
We had mountains yet to climb
We judged all the others
No one knew our little secret
Your kiss was only mine

We rode the train to Vienna
Where we drank too much wine
You laughed at how I stumbled
I laughed at how you leaned
Your dance was only mine

We held hands at the station
People stared at your face
How could a boy be so pretty
Yet your shadow left no trace
You started disappearing
Your love was only mine

We had mountains yet to climb
We had mountains yet to climb

You said you’d stay…
You said you’d stay…