Where Is My Absurd Little Coffee This Morn

fullsizeoutput_2436

Advertisements

She Wore A Smart Suit

bra-1602097.jpgShe wore a smart suit

Setting her apart from the rest

She was a fine specimen

Altered from her years out West

The tailor created perfection

It loved her feminine curve

The details you won’t miss

Feeling beauty in your structured nerves

Those blonde curls, nice & tight

Noticing underthings peeking through

Regaining my composure in time

Don’t want my excitement to be misconstrued

I See Your Gears Turning

alone-1422845.jpg

I see your gears turning
A scratch pad of juggled notes
My sassy blonde with such style
Throwing looks back, caught my throat
Lingering over the page
Like something I’m not sure of
Thoughts dripping into melting ice
Nothing as comfortable as confident love

To The Beautiful Blonde

flower-child-336658.jpg

To the beautiful blonde
Who makes me move my feet
Forever will never be enough
Advancing in life, never to retreat
You makes my heart smile
Together as one within our days
Hands held tightly
Souls expose; naked in the morning rays

Once Again Fog Hides The City Away

san-francisco-733490.jpg

Once again fog hides the City away

No worries about being burnt by the sun

Another beautiful morning by the Bay

My legs have grown tired, I can no longer run

I need to rest down by the docks

I’m here to start a new life by the coast

No longer shall live life by the clocks

Life in the desert was only tolerable at most

I’m looking for a woman with golden hair

I wish to rest my head where I no longer weep

She said she’d be waiting out there

Will I ever get any of that peaceful sleep

Her Scent

woman-1149909.jpg

My sweatshirt still lingers with her scent
Pondering what all the flirting meant
Remembering the clouds glowing from the lights
Sitting on the hood, enjoying her company that night
I can still see her –  with her long blonde hair
She looked so beautiful standing out there