Waking up in the back
of a station wagon
as the warm glow
of summer
washes
over
my skin
I
hear
the waves
crash
and
want to go out there
past the wave break
where the wind skis
across the surface
of the ocean.
Waking up in the back
of a station wagon
as the warm glow
of summer
washes
over
my skin
I
hear
the waves
crash
and
want to go out there
past the wave break
where the wind skis
across the surface
of the ocean.