In the vein
of another time
I smoked rolled cigs
and coughed up grime.
I put on shorts
and roamed the streets
then lay alone
drenched in the heat.
A picture sits
close to my heart
of her blond head
held straight and smart
brushed with such care
its softness gleams
and hugs her neck
in quiet streams.
The seasons change
while nights turn cold.
I search her face
as I grow old.
She bid goodbye
with one last touch
that lingers on
and asks so much.
Mitchel Montagna is a corporate communications writer for a professional services firm. He is married and lives in New Jersey.