ROMANCE Poem: 20 Miles from Fort Collins, by Molly Gustafson

I was fourteen years old when I met you;
Then sixteen years old when I fell
fast into Willie Nelson, music you could live in.
There are a lot of things that teach you to be in love:
Denver’s Mile High Market with
the open western sky: America.

It was a long drive when
we piled into the Jeep and you
whisked me off to where you were
from. It only took twelve
minutes to make me want years
in this house: dusty and old.

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