Poetry. 2 minutes to read.
Cream Soda Spaceship Seaglass Rosewater
Oh baby with the freckled face
Tell me, are you Venus’s daughter?
Take my hand and I’ll twist your waist
To Rome or the Nile
And if that’s too far
We’ll just walk in Miracle Mile
Race each other in shopping carts
Pop-Tarts and Tar Pit farts
Anything to make you smile
Smooth hands and nail file
High tide seductress
Sea nymph in a sundress
My Peanut Butter Honey Date
Sherbert skies and pizza pies
I don’t know where to go but I do know why
I’m looking for your eyes in the night sky
Oh lover, send me a sign
Apple of my eye; don’t you know?
Earth is a flying saucer spinning in circles
And I’m waiting in line with two tickets to paradise, so come on,
Let’s go for a ride.
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