I love the innocence, frailty, and vulnerability of the character. She is thinking in child-like stories, she feels the chill of the rain and wind, and she is at the mercy of the motorcycle driver. It does come across as a metaphor for young love.
This is a few line breaks away from being a spoken word poem.
You’d also have to take the dialogue “please can we stop” out of your characters mouth and make it your narrative. That would be a dramatic thing to say to an audience, and it would place them right there in the midst of the story— as if they were Henry.
Definitely a story about deciding whether or not to make love, and told with artful clues. I want to think that they do, and that she feels remorse for not being as pure as the girl who wore the sea. Based only on how the story goes. A lot of girls feel that kind of guilt though they shouldn’t. And they wouldn’t if there truly was equality.
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