LIKE WILD SEAS 1980

A BOY AND GIRL ELOPE TO SCOTLAND IN 1980

Rachel's there

beside me

on the train;

she's looking

at the scene

passing by.

Her blond hair

flows over

her shoulders

like water;

it catches

my vision

as she turns.

On our way

eloping

from our home

and parents:

her father

my mother;

step brother

step sister.

When will they

realize

we have gone?

Rachel asks.

I ponder,

thinking of

yesterday

when Mother

told me off

coming out

of Rachel's

pink bedroom.

I don't know

what you were

doing there

in Rachel's

pink bedroom,

Mother said,

but I don't

want to see

you in there.

I look at

Rachel's eyes

at how they

stare at me.

I don't know

when they'll know

that we've gone,

but we're here

together

and they're there

without us.

We almost

went further

last evening

than kissing

and holding,

but held back.

But maybe

tonight when

we're alone

in Scotland

in some room,

we'll make love.

The odd man

opposite

Rachel on

the train stares

at us both,

as if he

knew about

our love flight.

I stare at

him until

his dark eyes

look away

and my eyes

meet Rachel's,

and see there

two small men

gazing back

and it's me

in those eyes

which are deep

like wild seas.