Trouble, In A Bikini Top Poem by Thomas McKelvey

I found a picture of you
wearing almost nothing.
Dating you was like
driving around in a convertible,
fun and trying to be seen
acting crazy, like when
you took your top down
flashing all my friends, and my
Mom too, yeah, she still doesn't like you, but
I still think about you and all the times you looked at me
grabbing my hand and leading me
into all the trouble I always wanted to try
at least once, and now,
everything has the volume turned down
except when I think about you.