His beat-up green pickup faces Haleakala, her thrashed
Celica toward K-Mart, on the shoulder of Pulehu Road. The lovers
stand in roadside mud, arms encircling
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This is a terrific poem, full of tension and control. It builds nicely to a stong ending. Bravo. Best poem of the day.
I love this....you write with a beautiful sense of control...well done
AH! ! I love this one, love love love it. The imagery is fabulous, I feel like I have seen those lovers before..