Summer Love

A short poem about lost teenage love

SUMMER LOVE

 

The moon came up again, like it did that night

When we walked hand in hand, in the pale light.

I held tight, never wanting to let go

We laughed and kissed and I read Thoreau

 

Footprints in sand, disappeared in the dark

Forever we proclaimed carved in tree bark

I went back to see if we were still there

Our tree was gone with no trace of us there

 

In the race of youth, summer love draws in

We detour to explore, dabble in sin

Affairs of the heart, pumping hard and fast

We think we know, but alas it can’t last

 

I have carried them with me, to this day

                                   Those summer nights, when we were swept away