Our Summer Serenade
Moonlit night, holding hands, tart lemonade.
Dancing girl, makes me smile, slow promenade.
Summer sparks, lips meet mine, so unafraid.
Hold you close, nuzzle neck, scent’s serenade.
Shooting stars, backseat smooch, a killdeer cries.
Firefly fun, chigger bites, ketchup some fries.
Sharing dreams, compliments, she thinks I’m wise.
Snow cone tongues, belly laughs, no big surprise.
Getting late, no one cares, good vibrations.
Enticing eyes, same old couch, excitations.
Goodnight kiss, our song plays, new sensations.
In our hearts, forever, sweet elations.
A note from Chris
It is not a coincidence that I have chosen some very specific (and perhaps familiar!) words in the last few lines of my poem “Our Summer Serenade”. If you need some help on the reference, the song would be “Good Vibrations” by the Beach Boys.
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One of my favorites. Thank you.
Thanks Millie, It’s one of my favorites too….particularly the back seat smooches. Smiles