Open doors...shutters flying

I drove down a dirt road of dreams,
wind was blowing all around me
An old farm house stood silently,
all the doors open...shutters flying

A grin came over my face,
as I envisioned you laughing
You were luminous and lucent,
standing in that doorway,
now abandoned to the wind,
where dirt and sand blows in

An oldie plays on the radio,
I guess I was daydreaming

You standing there smiling so pretty,
wearing bellbottom jeans and barefooted
A girl without a purpose,
it struck me like a blue streak
You and I were lightning
and thunder was the sound we made

As I drive by I couldn't help it,
I slammed on the brakes and drove in

I guess I thought you'd be there
but of course not, I laughed out loud
vanishing into the house, whistling,
like some ghost was gonna jump out

In a way that was true , you'd vanished
long ago, we never said goodbye

There's always open doors...shutters flying

I turned around and drove off,
just like I had all those years past,
lost in a trance, your image smiles back,
I watch you dance in my mind, barefooted

© CJ Clark