She walked back to her
little red mustang
and gave me a look over her shoulder
that could have created a universe
her eyes brighter than all the galaxys
a smile more celestial than any star
my heart fell for miles
as she started her car
if memory is fleeting
and nothing gold can stay
it makes sense like nonsense
that she had to drive away
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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