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By bp Date: 2002 Feb 13 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.13.10.26.26540]] |
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In times long past, young lovers dashed to reach their secret space. To kiss and grope and plan and hope their future's goals are placed. Never mind their path be lined with unknown strife and pain. Their love is strong they'll carry on with carefree youthful gain. They don't see their life to be past cupid's hot embrace. Their hot breath blends with kiss' deep young lover's start their chase. Young love is hot and secrets not shall block their youthful nest. When young men dare, and young girls share young lover's start their quest. It's Saturday night, dad's Packard's right with half a tank of gas. With comb to hair, in the bathroom mirror he's thinking 'bout his lass. It's only been a week gone past, his greatest dream came true. He staked his claim, with hopes on high and pinned his Peggy Sue. They talked of passages young men take to cross that great divide. To walk the way of their father's and yes to take a bride. In the grown up world, so long past school the grown ups just don't see; teen love is true and made to last the way it was meant to be. He got on base with his varsity pin, the base is numbered two. This place before he'd never been, he hardly knew what to do. His body went through changes great, his thoughts a swirling brook. He cupped his prize in shakey hand, when before he could only look. Tonight's the night he's waited for, yes perhaps go all the way. To walk with those who've beat love's quest, to become a man this day. The time is right, as is the night it's planned in every way. She won't resist his manly charms WHAT MONTHLY FRIEND? How long does she plan to stay? And what's her visit to do with us away from the lights of the city? Who is this friend to ruin this night? His plans be dashed, more the pity.... |