#by-Matthew F. Blowers III

In that

summer that

wasn't anymore

due to the mode of her exit,

in a Ford I could not afford

My love took a back seat

right side for her,

but so wrong for me.

in gut wrenching,

love benching pain

Her name was Janet

she was a magnet

Attracting me to

the love she granted

she was from Pittsburgh

I lived in shits urg

too many miles apart to visit

I was far too young

to make such trips

that my parents would prohibit

so she became a passenger

northbound

her sad face bathed

in the August sun,

time has no rain checks

no refunds it leaves

Summer loves undone

but I'm Happy for

the times we shared

in that long lost summer sun

the taste of her petulant lips,

still fresh on my own,

they still left me breathless

as she headed home

she couldn't look at me

without tears welling up,

in her lovely, sky blue eyes.

so she sat chin down

with tear moistened cheeks

that dampened the Paradise

where we had spent

our summer love

sharing all that we'd

been dreaming of.

And as the tail lights vanished

down that long dirt road

she turned back once

with a sad wave,

and a sweet kiss blown

and then she was gone.

I never saw her again

but sometimes when I am

lost in the vast

extremes of lonely

I am back on that dirt road,

just under the shade of the trees,

that shared our last kiss so tender.

our eyes closed and our hearts aching

for far more than fate could ever comprehend

and I get lost in happy memories

knowing sometimes she still thinks of me

two hearts sharing cherished blends

of all their love that time set free

somewhere back around the bend