Sunday Love at Sixteen
He takes me for a summer Sunday drive
in his candy apple, red 1960 Chevy convertible, through
the “Emerald Necklace” known as Cleveland Metropolitan Park.
He’s a notorious one-armed bandit at his best
as he gropes until a hand finds my breast. I cuddle close.
This must be love, this quivery feeling deep inside.
The breeze is cool, the car a safe haven inside,
So I shut my eyes to better take delight in the drive.
Old Spice and Ricky Nelson hold me close.
His leg touching my thigh throbs through
my sixteen year old heart. True love feels its best
meandering along Cleveland Metropolitan Park.
I sense he’s searching for a secluded place to park,
while his bold hand plunges deeper inside
my dress. With a squirm, I do my best
to direct his focus on the drive.
I grasp his wandering hand through
the flimsy fabric and hold it close
to my trembling heart. I am much too close
to longing for him to find that place to park.
I shiver from the desire pulsating through
me. And the battle begins from somewhere inside
Do I give-in, or do I force him to continue to drive?
Will my Adonis dump me, if second base is the best
I can give? His cerulean blue eyes are the best
I’ve ever seen. Heaven has never been so close.
What will happen if I demand him to drive?
When suddenly he finds a place to park,
he begins in earnest to try to score deep inside
my virginity. All gentle foreplay is through.
With a start, I know the battle for his home run is through
going all-the-way, this way, is not my best.
When he realizes that his throbbing scepter will not penetrate inside
me, his love turns frosty, he no longer wants to hold me close.
With screeching tires, he thunders away from the park
and with a sneer deposits me at the end of my drive.
Devastated, I trudge inside the ruts, alone, up that long drive,
aware inside that everlasting love was through at the park.
My best was not enough for him to want me close.
Sunday Love at Sixteen (sestina)
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