Stimulating Five Senses With A Poetic Guilty Pleasure

Somewhere

Out There

In life’s made-up fantasy world

There is a boy and a girl

Aromatic adolescent love is in the air

After professionally styling each other's hair

Advertised to be seen

Nationally on the silver screens

At the movie theater

Where the lobby cashes in on snack teasers, addictively sweeter

Featuring a luring smell

Tastefully tempting ringing Pavlov’s bell

Before engaging the photographic cast wearing gel

Listening to the pair's rollercoaster plight

Sounding friendly relations bonding tight

Hearing both sides wrong and right

Emotions flirt

Feelings hurt

Other prospect player portrayed as dirt

Comic relief combats and soothes the bitter negative cold

Protagonist still perfect and very bold

Throughout songs and montages are played

Raising the filmmakers review grade

Finishing with outstretched arms needing a hug

Touching sentiments and heartstrings are tug

When credits roll

And I realize I paid the façade fetish toll

Allowing producers to earn gold

Studio no longer sweating, fearing financial fold

Cents, nickel, maybe a dime

Do I want them to rewind

I could make the time

Experiencing everyone again

Defend

Their relationship skills

When challenged went downhill

Then coming to my senses

No need sacrificing five more pences

I loosen my collar

Saving the dollar

Leaving the stars

Driving their leased cars

Parked at the bars

Allowing them to hark

To the audience sitting quietly in the dark

Striking a nerve

Celluloid story telling must be preserved

Stating “Yes, we had fun

Until the climactic scene was done”

Making us all exclaim

Without a need to complain

During the inexpensive entertainment game

Happy ending is what we do

Then sign the contracts coming back for sequel number two