Drive-In Movie Poem by LeeAnn Azzopardi
Drive-In Movie
You tasted my butter-salted lips
That you said they reminded you of
The night at the drive-in
How we made love while the B-movie
Bored everyone else
And when the night ended, we woke up
It was quiet, as the sun was coming
Our solitary car shook the silence
Melting the grass underneath
As we headed home
Now, there's no drive-in
And we spend the nights at home
Watching Netflix
But my lips remind you of that time
And the no responsibility of youth
LeeAnn, only you can make butter-salted lips seem romantic. Great bittersweet love for nostalgia and romance. It's just not the same anymore!
Better to have loved and lost... track of time than be bored by the B movie. Well written, LeeAnn. I can taste the butter and salt, and it does taste good.
Your beautiful, nostalgic poem was very pleasant reading, LeeAnn. We would be poor indeed, without memories to look back on.
Some of my very best memories are thanks to this long-gone institution. Terrific verse! And thanks for bringing back some great memories, LeeAnn.
With beautiful moments and memories too! .. Definite 5 Stars! ..++++++++++++++++++
A fantastic poem. Liked it dear LeeAnn, Top score and to my favourite.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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8/12/2025 4:06:22 PM # 1.0.0
Flows magically, like the good films once made. A poem different but filled with nostalgia yet beautifully sage. Good Show, LeeAnn!