sitting in the passenger seat of a pickup truck
singing…
more like screeching
the lyrics to an overplayed
meaningless
shallow
pop song
barely knows the words
but its fun anyway
being obnoxious
with unbrushed hair
full of static from the silk of a winter coat
and a velvet hat
feeling a bit guilty for eating one too many chocolates
and pizza for breakfast
even so comes the voice from the driver seat...
wow...
you’re beautiful.
Feb 21, 2015
you're beautiful when you're ugly
About This Poem
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I like...
the images I got here. Funny, how a stream of thought can bring back some distant memories. This did that for me. Thanks, ~ Geezer
oh
you dorks make me smile
hi
I really liked this. It reminded me of the many times this exact same scene played out with me and my better half.......stan
Stan
You didn't say if you were in the driver's or passenger seat :)
Regards,
Starlight
It plays with your name and your write, this is a lovely piece, the theme is good with feelings that are apparent though fleeting, when love steers the pickup.
Stay happy in all you do, Yours Ian..