Old Flame

I once flew with a real Blue Angel; I rode with her on clouds of pure excitement.  Her wings were powerful and her touch was ecstasy.  Her every move invited me to join her in heavenly pleasures brought down on her lips.

I still gaze into those intensely inviting star lights, her eyes locked on mine.
I remember clearly all the moments we shared, even her voice over the phone gently tickling my ear, sending shocks to the places where she once whispered.

We flew kites in December.  We decorated her bright silver Christmas tree, and exchanged gifts silently beneath it.
I drove through the snows to play Light Bright on her floors.
We stared into the colors until they blended into stars.
Oh how I wish I could have given her all she really needed.

She taught me to drive….  We drove fast cars.  Metal flake and candy apple, too.  Handling the Camino, her snuggled in beside me, sends chills through my loins, maybe more than yesterday.
That slant six Valiant, shiny and blue, manual transmission, matched her hue, her handle: “Blue Angel.”

We picked mushrooms together far out in the woods.  We learned that together all time would stand still.
We lived in silence for the deaf she loved, motioning so quickly only love could understand.
We ate together in places from diner booths to country club tables, only ever wishing for the main course to be served.

She totaled her blue Valiant sliding hard into a plow.
Only an Angel could survive, her face black and blue, but sapphire starlight in her eyes.
We looked down the future from her hospital bed, her deciding to let me down easy.
I never saw her again, until 35 years later.

I found her picture gazing into my eyes once more. She is holding in her graceful arms a beautiful baby, she could have been ours.
Did I see in her eyes a diminishment of passions, or maybe a wistful memory passing before the lens?
Did she remember me as she held her granddaughter near her breast?
After all these years, I still get lost in the blue skies of her starry Blue Angel eyes.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 7/18/2018 1:09:00 AM
That is a wonderful story to hear. I like it very much.
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Date: 7/2/2018 3:18:00 PM
Hi Kevin.. Welcome to Poetry Soup! You're going to love it here. Read and comment on others poets writes and they will do the same for you. Take a minute to come check out my latest write. Looking forward to reading more of your work!
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