She twirled around the fire,
looking like an updated 70’s child.
Didn’t care who’d she come with.
Her smile reminded me of summer.
Magnetic pull had my head spinning.
Found myself walking her to my truck.
Wasn’t too much talking happening.
Checking in a motel, I felt young, free.
Soft hair outlined her angel face.
Realized she was drinking tequila straight.
Head started spinning when we kissed.
Anything after, somehow I missed.
Woke up with sun painfully blinding me.
Trying to get my balance and memory.
Seen a note on my boots, I laughed.
‘Borrowed your truck, I’ll be back.’
@ donetta sifford 8-28-2013
This is written with the prompt of Pearl Jam’s song Once.
I love to hear Pearl Jam’s version of Last Kiss. From this album, Ten, I love to listen to the song, Black.
There are only a couple of Pearl Jam songs that I dislike. Dislike isn’t the word. More like can listen to them, or not. I love Eddie Vedder’s voice and lyrics. What I really dig about him, is 1. he surfs. 2. lyrics came to him while surfing. How cool is that. Jump over to Lance’s blog because he knows way more about music than I.