The summer sun has
blossomed above the city
through the pale blue sky.
The glittering buildings flicker
with sunshine and liquor.
all the eyes look to gaze
on the fresh young bodies of youth
alive and sparkling in the
summer sun.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

I saw her at the
Crossroads, black dog at her heel
A torch in her hand
Another drink, a day gone
Torch burning in the darkness
The summer sun has
blossomed above the city
through the pale blue sky.
The glittering buildings flicker
with sunshine and liquor.
all the eyes look to gaze
on the fresh young bodies of youth
alive and sparkling in the
summer sun.