A half century ago
Star crossed lovers
Came together in cornfields
And on back roads
In small town America
Our love a rampage of desire
Too strong to be held
Too fragile to last beyond
the summer’s rain
Too young and yet too old
A lover’s paradox
Dark moon filled nights
Across a field of green prairie
grass
And ripening stalks of yellow corn
The summer’s rain has long
ago passed
The words spoken aloud across
the sea
Of corn stalks and tall grass
Now lie silent against the
north wind
Fertile fields no more
I call your name aloud
Across a sea of time
I whisper it to a moonlit
night
Young no more
My love can be contained
It will last far beyond the
summer’s rain
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