dodging past flying cars, metal belly showing navel rings...

deep funk tunes, my pores soaking those heavy notes, everything vibrated...

waking in bright sunlight, dancing with candlelight, sitting in moonlight so still...

moving through orange and red and yellow and green, past the laughing creek, slipping past the reach of your lens...

fumbling under covers ignoring the clock as if we had all the time in the world...

songs i listen to, they take me back to where i feel, taste, smell the scene as if i were living it again...i can almost feel the shyness
what a girl
what a girl