in Boca Raton like a bad idea.
Met in the poetry section
of the Barnes & Noble by FAU.
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
no plans, no future, no alibis
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
just mouths remembering how to lie
We drove nowhere on purpose,
middle-aged hands, teenage urgency.
The radio hummed a Gin Blossoms song,
we leaned across the console slowly.
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
like rent wasn’t due and bodies don’t ache
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
for the simple, stupid joy of the mistake
No talk of tomorrow or who got hurt,
No inventory of regret.
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
no plans, no future, no alibis
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
just mouths remembering how to lie
We drove nowhere on purpose,
middle-aged hands, teenage urgency.
The radio hummed a Gin Blossoms song,
we leaned across the console slowly.
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
like rent wasn’t due and bodies don’t ache
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
for the simple, stupid joy of the mistake
No talk of tomorrow or who got hurt,
No inventory of regret.
Just lipstick smudged and breathing hard,
A holiness we hadn’t outgrown yet.
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
not love, not forever, not fate
when’s the last time you just made out with someone
just alive, just now, just late
You laughed at me
about starting over.
I said yeah, it's not over
until it's over.