Treasure Island

Graveyard Of Little Muses

(7 march 1988)

A Girl


Somewhere there is a place
where a girl writes love letters to the wind
while others eat blue and yellow ice cream on the beach,
and the waves of the ocean
never get to kiss her feet
and her lips
never get to taste the waves
like those girls with sunglasses
that eat blue and yellow ice cream.

But she doesn't cry, she doesn't envy,
she lives better in her mind,
where her lips leave red foot prints
on my mouth
and my stomach feels like it has his own wings,
and she laughs and tells me
that I'm too nervous,
that she can hear my heart beat,
and she smells like a flower
who's name I cannot remember,
and she tastes like the wind
on a hot day
and the moon closes her eyes,
and the rain doesn't bother us
and ice cream would just get in the way
of our lips.

Submitted: Sunday, April 27, 2014
Edited: Sunday, April 27, 2014

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  • Susan Lacovara (4/27/2014 11:19:00 AM)

    Quite beautiful...I love the line where she writes love letters to the wind....I have been guilty of such! PEACE (Report) Reply

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