Hood Of Your Car: A Poem

​I feel like sharing another piece of poetry. This one has a line in it that has become the working title for my future poetry book way down the road. I was writing this poem and that one line came out of nowhere and it defined the areas and the atmosphere of which I’m sharing experience wise in poems I’ve been writing since last year. 

If you read ‘Hood Of Your Car,’ thank you. 

Hood Of Your Car

​Waited for you in the early hours 
All dressed in my summer best
Sent a text, I replied “can’t wait to see you” 
Inside emotions ran wild 
Your car turned the corner 
Calmed everything down 
Sitting inside smiling, I winked
Just the way you like 

“I have the perfect place,” you promised 
My wide-eyed thoughts showing through 
The further out we got 
everything seemed perfect—peace, beauty and freedom
Parking on a dirt opening 
the distance 
was so worth it 

Wearing your worn out black cap backwards so you can kiss me
You tell me I’m pretty 
And you never expected any of this—especially with me 

Leaning on the hood of your car 
You’re standing in front of me 
Summer breeze brushing my hair 
Sweat highlighting your face 
You’re smiling, mesmerized 
Quickly turn my head to stare into the field 
So you couldn’t see
Just how in love I am 
Leaning on the hood of your car 

the boarder in-between a small town and a city so glamorous 
Your arms wrapped around my waist 
“Let’s get out of here”, your lips softly spoke.
I can’t—my family my friends, I’d miss them
The silence…
It was pure—a moment unfolding 
No ending insight unlike our daylight 

Wearing your worn out black cap backwards so you can kiss me
Thought this would be my future
How naive of me 
You were dealing with your own fight 
But never took it out on me 
So sweet—our perfection 

Leaning on the hood of your car 
You’re standing in front of me 
Summer breeze brushing my hair 
Sweat highlighting your face 
You’re smiling, mesmerized 
Quickly turn my head to stare into the field 
So you couldn’t see
Just how in love I am 
Leaning on the hood of your car 

And even though I knew
I knew this would be the last of you 
The last of this 
I couldn’t resist your kiss 
Leaving me…
Pretty but heartbroken.

Wearing your worn out black cap backwards so you can kiss me, goodbye.

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