Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

© jessicalaruemccann
© jessicalaruemccann

The rains would glance the glass, delicious tones

played on the radio while driving in the wind.

Just thinking about a time when we took our

lives for a ride through the city one night, alone.

We didn’t matter to anyone except ourselves

our lives in the early days of being responsible.

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When that melody plays I do have pause to cry

to wonder why the days removed our lives,

sending me reeling and wondering and hoping

yet knowing that somewhere you remained – free.

I listen to the words and visualize your eyes

speaking freely with soft brilliance – I miss you.

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We were children when we said hello to love

holding our hearts together, creating vibes

that suggest we knew the secret paths that led

us along romantic avenues; you asked me once,

if I could tell you why I loved you one day alone

while calling me eccentric, I was young and naive.

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While the music sweet reminds me of that time,

you stole my heart, yet I didn’t know, did you?

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