Red Mustang On The Highway Poem by Uriah Hamilton

Why did we
Ever drift apart?
I know, I’ll never see
A woman more astonishing
Than you in a summer dress
Standing elegantly on an apartment terrace
Sunlight in your hair.
Ah, love had me dreaming and believing!

So many lovers smile in the night
Swaying to music,
Once we were there
Locked arm in arm.

One day, I’ll write the poem
That paints perfectly your slender neck
And your gentle hands
Putting on earrings
And then I’ll feel this magic forever.

Dear sweet lady,
There’s a red mustang on the highway,
We should be driving at dusk
To some sleepy seaport town
Where we could drink whiskey sours
On a beach scattered with starlight
And translate the language of romance.

There is only love,
And I know I love you,
My drunken heart is boasting
As if I were worthy of knowing you!

Jazz is playing in this city
The neon signs and the streetlights
Implore me to find you.
Sweet lady, can you hear them?
I swear, I’m ecstatically happy
Remembering your eyes
And whispering your name!