Hanging with beach bums & bashful babes Swimming in the surf on late Spring days Colorful flavors poured gently over ice Skin glowing after hours in the pleasant rays
I thought I saw a Sea Hag along the sand Though she revealed herself to be a Siren Coaxing & teasing me with her demure allure Whispering that I might be a modern Lord Byron
Uncomfortable with compliments of any sort I quietly pull out my pen to jot down an ode Her eyes grow wide, then a smirk & a wink Simultaneously my mind, heart & loins explode
Dodging trains with the Lost Boys Feeling free in the midnight hour Nothing can keep us on the ground Laughing in faces of those who wish us dour Freedom begins with your own soul No matter the toilsome tasks or nautical miles I’ll smirk & continue to play For there’s a revolution within my smile