Poem for #9

I played damsel in distress to get your attention
It worked

Nights of a moonlit lake
Hands clutched together
Floating in the depth
We kissed with our heads above water
As our bodies danced below

I found poetry in the atmosphere
You knew nothing of poetry

Days of scorching Florida sun
Boiled peanuts
Grilled corn
Ice cream floats

Riding behind you on a jet ski
My chest bouncing against your back

We snuck away to secret coves
Canopies of trees and moss

I was attracted to your father
I tried to seduce his attention
You were oblivious

I ignored you the day I meant to say goodbye
It hurt

Poem for #6

Meet me behind my father’s shed
We’ll consummate this summer fling
You’ll go back to North Dakota
I won’t tell my boyfriend

Your number thrown away
Forget my name quickly
On the lake you were just my pawn
Holding my hand to make them stare

I needed an older boyfriend
Me in a bikini
You certainly liked that
Cokes and fooling around

You were a fan, Insane Clown Posse
I hated that about you so much
But you were tall and had a six pack

Poem for #8

Sitting alone in my room
I fantasized about a hippie
A civil rights activist
A man with a purpose and passion

I dreamt of Abbie Hoffman
And could see him sitting next to me
Fighting wars of compassion
We would start a new revolution

With your tie dye tshirt and afro
You walked in the theatre
It seemed to occur in slow motion
When your peaceful eyes met mine

I sliced my finger open on glass
You washed away all the blood
Binding my fingers tightly with tape
You nursed my wounds and my tears

You held all the love of a Buddhist
Your prayer beads hung from your wrist
I wanted to know all of your peace
But the summer ended fast

Are you still just as holy as then?
I wonder if you still shine
Your new fiancé seems nice
I always thought we could have been great