Love In 1967

her heart was shanghaied
captured on a sunny beach
with waves lapping happily
in a nineteen sixty-seven day

Beach Boys were singing
From a portable transistor
wind carried happy laughter
he had flecks of gold in his eyes

They were in love
So she let him 
put lotion on her back
A brave move for these times
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Kiser Avatar
April 17, 2020 at 3:49 PM
Those were the days...still love the Beach Boys.
Krutsinger Avatar
April 17, 2020 at 10:33 PM
I listen to them daily and Cher's Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves.
Wolf Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 11:25 PM
Ha ha! Wonder if that lotion turned into a love potion! :) gw
Krutsinger Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 11:49 PM
Probably; it usually does.
Gilmour Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 9:23 AM
Wow, I truly love these gorgeous words Caren, I am there on that beach looking into those golden flecked eyes! This is almost playing music in my head the imagery is so strong. Thank you dear Caren. With kindest thoughts Ann xx
Krutsinger Avatar
April 16, 2020 at 7:18 PM
I loved the sixties- an innocent time before I knew about war.
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