Thursday, September 9, 2010

Chocolate

Overwhelmed by the scent
Strawberries named Paula
The salty Venice Beach
Taffy air wizzed by
An August sunset
That 1971
Blurred lights led
Up the walkway
To my hippie beach pad

In the later moonless depths
We all shed our clothing
And ran to the dark
Red tide phosphorescence
Stars glittered
The night reflected on the sea
As she hummed
In candlelight shadows
We swam naked and alive
Together with Hershey kisses
Stolen from masculine jaws
By delicately feminine tongues

2 comments:

tanuj solanki said...

I liked it Don.

Tanuj

Shoreline Driftwood said...

Thank you Tanuj. It has been a long time since you commented. Glad to see you again!