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.

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