Saturday, February 6, 2010

Hippie Love

He looked homeless
in his yellowed beard
and torn khakis.
When the quartet played,
he yelled, "Bravo!"
and swayed
with bliss-closed eyes.

Then in she walked

with teasing hips
and thick eyebrows -
all purple and laughing and lovely.
Pulled close,
he kissed her
to whisper

"I'm so glad you're here."

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