Under the Texaco Star

Love this poem from cvillewinter.wordpress.com

charlottesville winter

star crossed,
we fake grin for the camera.
my orchid is wilted.
your red bow tie is askew.

the theme is happily ever after.

we two-step to every slow, country song.
we believe the special lies lovers tell.

you don’t return my phone calls.
you graduate and go to college in maine.

i wonder if patsy cline still makes you think of your momma and the rain.

now, i hold another.

he has your soft, hazel eyes and my full lips.

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About Suzanne

I write poetry, flash fiction, quotes and personal essays. Words flow forth like a river that cannot be dammed. Writing is my soul.
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