Smoked Cherry

Smoked Cherry

Entertain it they say, we’ll jest and drink

Throw my midnight hair up and away

Curl up my pride

Let it kindle the fire

None of us legal, none of us wise

We bounce around sand and ash

Crunching the soles

Of our filled shoes

Clank our cans and sing

Make a song of seventeen, so

Grand, so clumsy

Guide him through the smoke

Straight to me

Liquid in my cup can’t stop my twirling my hair,

sniffing my sweater for the

Stench of smoke

The blazing fire puts my heart in my hands

Oh how I’m thankful for my youth

And the glow of my skin

Young naive passion is kindling tonight

It intoxicates the smoke

White wine coats your lips, a drunken grin can’t hide your sweetness

Your nerves

Tipsy, clumsy,

Inching closer, the brown, twisted ringlets on your head

Reek of the smoke

Fumble next to me, ignore the laughter that erupts,

Crack open more! Let loose!

Leave us alone by the smoke

We’re new to this,

We’re young, we’re keen, interlocking sleeves

Laughing at nothing at all

Kids, our friends, they root for us

Our safe passage through the smoke.