We dropped by
in the VW bug
along the Malibu coast
for just one evening.
She wore green satin
and pukas,
had her dreads plaited neatly
& she lit candles
under the smiling moon.
We burned nag long
into the wee hours
& in the morning
we were gone
like her,
as beautiful as the surf.
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 2:39 PM UTC
We dropped by
in the VW bug
along the Malibu coast
for just one evening.
She wore green satin
and pukas,
had her dreads plaited neatly
& she lit candles
under the smiling moon.
We burned nag long
into the wee hours
& in the morning
we were gone
like her,
as beautiful as the surf.
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