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Ma Cherie Jun 2016
We were travelin' down
a Lost Highway
Down some Dusty Back Wood Road
Way Out in the Sticks
East of Overshoe
West of Bumfuc*
Out in the middle of nowhere
on a Crazy Hot Summer Afternoon

We had the windows down
Just Whistlin' Dixie
feelin' and shooting
the breezy air conditioning
admirin' the lovely green quiltin' of the
lush Green Mountains

We had some smiles on our faces  
listenin' to the tunes
playin' on the radio

It must have been our favorite song
because we were really singin'
Enjoying the thoughts
that this music was bringin'
As the world just passed on by

I could see it in your eyes
I'm sure you thought it in mine
"And you're right my friend
can I tell you more about it
just up around this next Bend?"

"Cause you got your life going on
and I got mine
but somehow today our lives are....
well... they seem intertwined
And it's all good."

Rocks and pebbles
keep kicking up from those back tires
of a Shiny Turquoise Blue Ford F150 Flareside Pickup Truck
named Lucy
and "I really love that sound ya know?"

"Ya...I do."

"This place
this whole place
it's like a endless and beautiful
picture show
and I don't want to go
home just yet
If you weren't here... I'd swear that I must dreamin' ".....

"So let's pull over
that looks like a good spot right here
You could have another beer
You know....take a Little Rest Stop

"Turn the engine off
just don't take out the key"

"So what are you thinking there
my Cherie?
What's really on your mind?"

"Well... I don't know
just wondered if you can kiss me?"

"Awwwww.....sure I'll kiss you sweetie"

"You know I'm in this really strange place
Something that time....
just can't seem to erase"

"You don't need to explain
and stop racking your brain girl
..It's all good."

As he slowly slid his strong warm hand around the back of my neck
And pulled me in close
I got lost in the most Beautiful
Moment....
Dreaming while I was Wide Awake.

Cherie Nolan © All rights reserved.
Lots of metaphors here .....I use my name to mean my Darling in my poetry & Vermont and Green Mountains, some have colloquial remarks like "East of Overshoe"This is part of a series other titles are highlighted (not quite done though). Thanks!

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