Summer Of 95

Suntanned face with chiseled nose,

lanky body with skin aglow.

Little did I know,

We become fast friends on the go.

Yes, dancing, drinking till 2 am.

We became the best of friends.

That was the summer of 95,

We both turned 29.

On your birthday you rented a limousine,

Cruising down downtown Minneapolis making a scene.

This was the summer I worked at the casino

making alot of doe.

Chucky was also alive in summer of 95.

Now I digress and do confess,

This was a fun summer I do like best,

You even said I’m not like the rest…

that I’m not like I’m from the Midwest.

Maybe I’m more like a Jersey girl,

just need some more curly curls.

Thank you my Brazilian friend

we had fun up till the end.

Thansk for the memories

your secrets are safe with me.

Written on Feb.7,2011 by Christina Sunrise

poem by Christina Sunrise
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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