Isabelle

14

Santa Ana Winds

It hasn’t been long,
since we were hanging on
what seemed to be,
yellow butterflies
on that one ride.

They recommended we
stay seated,
‘cause it wouldn’t be so easy
to stay in one place.

You in your tanked shirt
and me in all too tight shorts.
I didn’t think I’d like the ride so much,
but then again
I didn’t think I’d like you,
so much.

Strip away the platform,
and take in the wind,
the sun,
the life
that we were made to live.

‘Cause it somehow got so bright
with you in the daylight.

And maybe we’re strapped in,
but I can feel us twisting.
Interlocking fingers,
seeing the highs,
and I thought it wouldn’t be divine
but for one climb you were mine.

Count me in for V2,
‘cause no matter what I’ll be with you.
I didn’t look out for the fall,
but my stomach knew,
the wasps coming through.

So, fend the screams off,
we can conquer them all.
But, until then
won’t you give me laughter,
wish me love.