REMEMBER THE KISSING PLACE

"Remember the Kissing Place"

Somewhere out west of here......

Close to the river back in the woods

Out of sight but not impossible to find

There is a place that holds memories

That will never be erased by time or death.

You and I were the best of friends.......

Had been so long, I don't remember meeting you

We had been through a lot together

Life, death, relationships

The crazy ups and downs of everyday living.

But suddenly one day we were both free

At the same time, for the first time

And we went for a ride to celebrate that freedom

And to let out some decades old pent up angst.

Wasn't it peach wine coolers we were downing?

I don't remember

I just remember one of us was driving

And both of us were buzzing.

The car stereo was turned up high enough

To hear on Mars

And we were singing along and getting stares

From passersby who shook their heads.

We drove and drove until the sun began to fall

(We got lost in all honesty) but we didn't care

Pulling that souped up yellow Monte Carlo off the highway

We found a doorway in the trees and we flew in.

The tape in the deck was The Native Americans

(Because we were half native, half american)

And because it was the perfect soundtrack

For the way that we were feeling.

We sang and we laughed and we drowned

In that sicky sweet peach stuff until it ran out

And we opened the car doors to get some air

And put the seats back as far as they would go.

Robbie Robertson was singing that song we loved

"I gave my love a golden feather, I gave my love a heart of stone"

And before I knew it, you had pulled me into your arms

And kissed me like no man had ever kissed me before.

Three hours later, we were still kissing

We couldn't stop

It was like somebody had declared a contest

And we were the only contestants.

In the growing darkness, we pulled back

And looked at one another, questioning fate

We're insane, I said and you nodded

And your eyes burned into me like the sun.

Finally, we decided we had better leave

Because we didn't know where we were

(Plus, it was getting late and a state trooper

Had pulled in and given us the evil eye.)

We were silent on the way home

Holding hands and revelling in that unfamiliar tingle

I'm sure people noticed the glow on our faces

When they saw us but nobody knew why we glowed.

For two years we were more than friends

And you filled my life with more laughter 

Than one human being should be allowed

Marathon kisses and guitar solos and songs.

Drinking champagne in candlelight

We danced sometimes for eight hours straight

Sometimes we didn't say a word

Just held each other while the music filled the room.

"Do you remember the Kissing Place?" I asked one day

And you knew exactly where I meant

And we drove there and we found it and we kissed,

Took photographs and preserved them in our hearts.

But..........................

I don't know what happened

One day I didn't want to kiss you anymore

Though your kisses were still filled with passion and fire

And you still looked at me with eyes full of romance.

Maybe it was because I had met someone

That I thought was Mr. Right

Someone I could trust and love and give myself to

Wrong! (He was the devil in disguise.)

I knew you could not understand

And that your gentle heart was puzzled

I didn't know how to tell you goodbye

So I just stopped talking.

And I ran away with the devil in disguise

Who left me discarded by the roadside of love

Who shattered me more than I had ever been shattered

And undid all of the healing you'd done.

I guess it's true what they say:

You only love those that don't love you

You only want what you know is wrong

You only need what you think you don't have.

I wonder tonight if you're wondering 'bout me

I wonder if you're happy and if you ever came to terms

With the terrible thing I did, the unexplainable thing I did

And if you ever drive out to the place by the river.

I could never go there with anyone else.......

It's been ten years now and I've tried to erase the memories

Erase you and me and the best day of my life

But tonight, it all came back and I had to write this down

Maybe it will help me to forgive myself and someday I may ask you again:

            "Do you remember the Kissing Place?"

©by Voo

Aug 21, 17

Golden Feather by Robbie Robertson