Do YOU depict this scene?
For teenage Lovers
On an October night
Behind the supermarket walls
Here there are no rock pools
Left by an ebbing tide
Rather puddles in potholes
Polluted with diesel and oil
And what of music?
I hear no string quartet
Just tyres screeching rudely
And in the distance a siren wails
No moonlight either?
To fall on ivory skin
Just harsh neon
Man made glow against spray-on tan
Yet despite the shortcomings
This scene presents
This October night
There is passion, there is desie, there is love.