6.14.21
Genre: Romance
Action: Driving down the highway
Word: Radio
Word Count: 98
Remembering
Cruising Arizona’s Interstate 40, not a soul in sight, I surfed the radio in search of company. “Nights in White Satin” caught the airwave.
Forty-five years disappeared. Poof. My heart throbbed anew with first love’s roaring thunder. Moody Blues was our favorite band. This song, our prom theme.
Tears travelled down well-worn tracks recalling the bittersweet end to a beautiful beginning. Cupid’s arrow pierced me to the core, remembering.
Teen love, hearts open, undefended, a unique force of nature. Never to be replicated. Only to be held in memory’s crevasse, retasted when the radio tunes into its frequency.
Wow Jill. Just Wow………..
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