Chicano Poet

Wednesday, June 03, 2015

Surfer Girl

He made love to her
with one hand

tied behind his back.
His knuckles

cracked under
her beautiful back.

His ball cap
half on and half off.

He caressed her
with his broken life.

Delicious, he thought.
Her ankles

twisted on the pillows,
and her eyes

bounced in excitation
like a Beach Boys song.

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