Sweet Prairie Park

It was when we were born  
My friend, don't you remember?  
We biked between acorns  
and listened to old Leonard  

We were weaving like crocodiles  
Veering in virgin lands,  
You showed me how they smile  
and I cracked my own like I can  

My mouth was dry & open wide  
Inside the dividing snake.  
We sung some sighs, with late arrival,  
For breath the girls can take  

Cutting through sweet prairie park  
You asked me again of a G-d,  
I examined the heart’s marks,  
and then the gold upon the rods  

You pulled me away & up, see  
For my eyes fell near the ground,  
I thank the lord to know thee  
and hope our revolution stays round  

Forgive me, this is my first post... I'm not quite sure how to double-copy-paste the feedback links to be sweetly short like I've seen many of yours. / I'm hoping to just have someone give their impression of this, I feel as though I have no one to listen to me really that appreciates poetry. Any feedback would be deeply appreciated!

Feedback:

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/71c3rq/downpour/dna5ovc/

https://www.reddit.com/r/OCPoetry/comments/71at47/mother/dna5und/