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Young Love


I met George one spring day as he cruised by- so SEXY,
     he was a  d r e a m y  dream on a big motorcycle;
and I was so young and at a lovely, fanciful age, a butterfly,
          we spent our days  r i d i n g  the country roads.
our nights under the stars in parks and beaches, KISSING,
     I could not bring him home to my parents;
he was  w i l d  untamed and a free spirit, on SOARING wings,
          and oh was he-   r o m a n t i c.
George was my blue sky and I was so in LOVE with him,
     one day he said to me- lets go to Florida-
          We will leave for Daytona Beach TODAY!
I was thinking of mother and father not approving, hesitated,
     but the idea of the  o p e n   r o a d  was appealing;
          I emptied my bank account,
               packed some stuff in an old backpack,
                    and better  JUDGMENT  left behind in dust, we left.
oh, it was wonderful with the  w i n d  in our faces,
our black leather jackets  FLAPPING  and  the road in front of us;
     we stopped in small towns along the way,
          slept in cheap hotel rooms making  l o v e ,
              I thought this was romance.
We arrived in Daytona Beach and spent two AMAZING weeks,
     nothing fancy, just LOVE that I will never, ever forget.

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September 21, 2016

Poetry/ Free Verse/Young Love
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Barden Avatar
February 25, 2017 at 12:26 AM
Thoughtfully and creatively penned ... congrats, my friend! :)
Arnone Avatar
September 24, 2016 at 1:11 PM
Wonderful memories, B. W. I never rode a motorcycle -- only mopeds. Congrats on your win! :-)
Scars Avatar
September 23, 2016 at 10:31 AM
Broken Wings- young love is the best, right?!? but your husband was your true love...congratulations on your placement and thank you for being a part of my contest :)-luloo
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September 22, 2016 at 8:25 PM
Congrats on your win!
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