Torpedo found by dolphin in Coronado
Peter C. Salisbury 1:06 p.m., May 20
A $10 roll of quarters, cheap tall cans, and my love. Complex Laundry by the Complex Pool. Lines on my back from plastic lawn chairs, freckles on my shoulders-smell of sunscreen. A pink string bikini with little red strawberries. Your kisses taste like beer and menthol. There's a dryer sheet stuck to your Californian dream. I can see it so clearly through my ray-bans; how did this happen my love? It's the perfect day. ♥
Comments
richzombie July 17, 2012 @ 12:50 p.m.
i enjoy writing about days and- a perfect day - love this poem!
nan shartel July 19, 2012 @ 2:22 p.m.
good one
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