On the boardwalk
The salty air stirring my hair
The soft rain pitter -pattering
and waves crashing
Like a background radio.
My hands danced up your torso
You squeezed my hip
And kissed me like I’m yours.
-Aug 2017
On the boardwalk
The salty air stirring my hair
The soft rain pitter -pattering
and waves crashing
Like a background radio.
My hands danced up your torso
You squeezed my hip
And kissed me like I’m yours.
-Aug 2017