Forever in Blue Jeans
Poverty pinched on denim jeans
that sat above her hard earned shoes
and he’s the boy from up the hill
where social heights will sing the blues
She works the line from 9-5
whilst daddy pays his college fees
yet money’s tight and honey talks
and love is found inside her jeans
He stole a kiss behind the shack
where beers will flow too easily
and spoilt kids with far too much
will take a hint of ecstasy
But love was found within the shade
where hearts would melt on shabby walls
and there they kissed in shadowed light
as denim jeans were lost with fools
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This is my poem for the One Shoot Sunday Picture Prompt. The amazing photograph has been taken by Katherine Forbes who's wonderful interview can also be read at One Stop Poetry
