Breadcrumb #534
ADRIAN ERNESTO CEPEDA
still glowing under
the Hollywood sign,
she can feel the stars
surrounding when eyelashes
curl, close lids sinking inside
her perfume scent hypnotizing
rich with sweat, wanting to
feel a touch of her smile
my hand on your cheeks
blushing so wildly
I didn’t want to forget
our barstool conversations
while more than friendly tongues
greet for the first time, mouths
speak when exchanging lipstick
tracers, traded the bar sign neon
for more natural skyline…
the mountains above,
her valleys bellow, the beach
waves keep calling, this town
of lonely exhaust fumes with
two less Angeles, now Lost
within lipstick, unbuttoning inhibitions,
her softest terrain now giggles
undressed flashing Moonlit drives
while Griffith Park car, manicured
hands love exploring her headlights.
kissing soft shoulders, so many
thoughts racing, as she reclines
softly signaling enter… our lips
craves cruising for hours savoring
the view, her one-way traffic
loves causally merging Sunset.