California Girl

She was a California girl With autumn hair without a care Her body was Goddess, erotic & honest An hourglass as the hours pass Red wine to dine over showered laughs The softest touch but not too much The thought of us was obvious She mentioned us as it left a hush She was an artist of energy With a gentle brush There's no end to us Was the message sent to us In the night we ever so lightly Touch the lips of one another While our hands so tightly Felt love from the other Together we felt the hover As we laid under the cover Forever cherishing that feeling brought Always remembering the pedals Of the Forget Me Nots