Sunset OverdriveA Poem by Nate FolgerA poem I wrote last night, about my prom date, whom I will probably never see again.
Its Prom night,
and i'm here with you, your eyes, hair, vivid. Every step we take is a step against time, as the music pounds on, a pulse, louder than my heart. And I'm losing you tonight You'll go back home, back south, your image, eyes, hair, vivid, flickers, fades. All that's left is an outline, a shape, a shadow, a memory, for unfulfilled desires.
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