On the doorstep of a Saloon Bar
the two lovers’ Summer starts.
Their bodies pressed together,
their lips slightly apart.
His ringed hand reaches round her neck-
entwined in mahogany hair,
slides under her pearl earring;
Eyes closed, they break their stare.
Her hand lies gently on his hip-
I watch it slip under his shirt.
The fabric feels smooth to her skin,
smooth like the gold of my locket.
Within the locket his framed face
smiles sweetly up at mine.
Now, he smiles sweetly down at her.
Their hearts joined, mine frozen in time.
I slip a shadow in the dark,
slam my hand into his chest;
his head cracks the doorknob-
he slumps to the floor, at rest.
On the doorstep of a Saloon Bar,
my Summer suddenly ends.