Against the Wind

I used to love that song as we sat out on lookout point
You and I together kissing hard in the back seat.
The smoky voice of Seger and the Silver bullet band.
You and I working on Night Moves for future nights of passion.
Learning the intricacies of unsnapping a bra without being
a clumsy oaf. Learning to kiss just right and not too hard.
We learned many things, including the sting of love
when other dreams and infatuations came into our lives.

I can still see your face in the moonlight. It has
not aged because in my memories you are timeless and
beautiful. I can go back to those nights when we
made out or just sat overlooking the city lights
sharing our dreams over illegal beer in my old mustang.

As” Betty Lou.” got out tonight and every things was “Shining Bright.”
You and I were talking forever though we had no clue what that meant.
I found myself alone in the end running “Against The Wind.”
A wild fire out of control with nothing left to burn.
I am still running against the wind eighteen years old
in an old mustang with big speakers living in the loves of my time.