boys of summer
out on the road today
i saw a deadhead sticker on a cadillac
Feathered red hair. Freckled face. Blue eyes.
We shared a bus seat, you half-assed to spare me agony.
Attempt at a forced date failed—I ran away, screaming, crying. Regretting.
You were the reason I thought he saw a redhead sticker on a Cadillac.
i never will forget those nights
i wonder if it was a dream
You called me your “Nosie,” a name I should hate.
First kiss. My open, surprised eyes reflected your confidence.
Covert trips to an attic bedroom.
An airport goodbye, your scent on my neck.
you got your hair combed back
and your sunglasses on, baby
Cool as the poet you wanted to be.
Blue eyes peered over Lennon frames, a smirk below.
Innocence lost, two teens fumbled in the dark.
Shrugged and moved on with life.
empty lake, empty streets
the sun goes down alone
Mysterious dock in an unknown locale.
A belt loop torn, air licked the exposed patch of flesh.
Later, accusations and tears.
No soap could scrub off the scum of the night.
i thought i knew what love was
what did i know?
Three years, buoyed by your adoration.
Three years, families and existences intertwined.
Three years to build a life,
Three minutes to kill it.
a little voice inside my head said, “don’t look back.
you can never look back.” …
those days are gone forever
i should just let them go but –
The one least expected, almost lost.
But promises were twice made on lonely lakes.
And a third promise, the last.
Somehow, you remain. And I with you.
my love for you will still be strong
after the boys of summer have gone