Juliet Ligon Poet Enclosed Rhyme

Won't Let Me Forget

That active song won't let me forget.
It's lyrics spin like dancing wet ink,
and for four solid minutes I think
I am sixteen, playing Juliet.

That painted song won't let me forget.
Like strobe lights pulsing our skating rink,
when I absorb that chorus I think
we're hand in hand in your red Corvette.

That scented song won't let me forget.
Your Old Spice cologne can dance, I think.
With whiff of the rhythm, my teeth sink
into our fresh, shared, loaded baguette.

That Springsteen song won't let me forget.
I sip it's lyrics like a warm drink.
In this reflective moment I think
you're tracing my angel silhouette.

That taunting song won't let me forget.
It's lyrics tease like your flirty wink.
I still laugh. I still cry. I still blink.
I still hear the rev of your Corvette.

That leeching song won't let me forget
and it won't let me otherwise think.
Like a leaky faucet fills a sink,
you keep rewinding that old cassette.

2-21-19

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Arturo Michael February 20, 2019 at 6:43 PM Living memory that will last and last...Nicely done... Juliet Ligon February 26, 2019 at 9:12 PM Thanks, Arturo. I've edited it a little since. I have a tendency to do that.