Why did we <br />Ever drift apart? <br />I know, I’ll never see <br />A woman more astonishing <br />Than you in a summer dress <br />Standing elegantly on an apartment terrace <br />Sunlight in your hair. <br />Ah, love had me dreaming and believing! <br /> <br />So many lovers smile in the night <br />Swaying to music, <br />Once we were there <br />Locked arm in arm. <br /> <br />One day, I’ll write the poem <br />That paints perfectly your slender neck <br />And your gentle hands <br />Putting on earrings <br />And then I’ll feel this magic forever. <br /> <br />Dear sweet lady, <br />There’s a red mustang on the highway, <br />We should be driving at dusk <br />To some sleepy seaport town <br />Where we could drink whiskey sours <br />On a beach scattered with starlight <br />And translate the language of romance. <br /> <br />There is only love, <br />And I know I love you, <br />My drunken heart is boasting <br />As if I were worthy of knowing you! <br /> <br />Jazz is playing in this city <br />The neon signs and the streetlights <br />Implore me to find you. <br />Sweet lady, can you hear them? <br />I swear, I’m ecstatically happy <br />Remembering your eyes <br />And whispering your name!<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-mustang-on-the-highway/
