Passengers of a Summer Afternoon

June 2, 2009
By Jessica Rosin BRONZE, Mason, Ohio
Jessica Rosin BRONZE, Mason, Ohio
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Sunshine so bright eyes spill over,
Yellowed interior intensified.
Our strands of gold in every direction.
Huge lenses reflecting me back,
Concealing eyes, protecting eyes.
Purple fades to black, to blacker rims.
Perched cigarette in hand, with hand in hand.
Stars of dust suspended, hovering.
Illuminated, as if the sky were white.

The author's comments:
The inspiration for this poem (which is one of my poems that is closest to my heart) is driving my boyfriend home in the summer. The sun was at an angle that made the smoke filled interior of the car look even more yellow. We were in the backseat and my mother was driving with the music playing, too.

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