Now that there are green sprouts pushing through dead leaves. And fat yellow jackets float on the breeze. The waves kiss the shore and the air is warm.
We stopped for coffee in the Redwood forest. Giant dripping leaves, spoons of powdered cream. I wanted to kiss you but I wasn't sure how. Like those Indians, lost in the rain forest.
We stopped for coffee. In the redwood forest. Giant dripping leaves. Spoons of powdered cream. . I wanted to kiss you. But I wasn't sure how. Like those Indians.