Seventeen

by Megan   May 23, 2012


Pull up into the darkest spot in the soccer field
Parking lot.
Crawl into the backseat of your mom or dad's Volkswagen car
And we'll see how far
We go tonight.
Because we are young,
We can kiss like there's not another chance
And cling to each other at every school dance,
We can touch and feel, all our feelings are real
Because young love only happens in the
Seventeenth year.

(under construction)

12/27/11

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