elizabethlevett

She feels the wind blow outside her window

has avocados and pink flamingos

there on the lawn, sandals and songs,

crystals hang down, soon she’ll be gone.

She wears a sundress with her bikini

and sea shell necklace, she takes her bike out.

Laughs at the old folks –

they drink tequila down by the boardwalk

and set out sprinklers for their hydrangeas.

Rusted blue cars, seashells in jars,

sun’s almost down, soon she’ll be gone.

She rides way up to La Jolla.

He’s at the cove – beers with his friends.

She smiles – rides off to the cliff side.

He wants her where the summer never ends.

She feels the wind blow outside her window

picks out some blooms and stones for her dresser.

Sleeps to the sound of waves as they pound.

She wakes to his call when he comes around.

Rusted blue cars, seashells in jars,

sun’s almost down, soon she’ll be gone.

They ride down to Ensenada

He smiles – the road is dark and bends.

She laughs and hurries to the cliff side.

She loves him and summer never ends.