baltimore bus stop circa '67

[saw]

she had that certain funky
razza-matazz-aura
that a wanderlust puppy
like me adored, a chic
hippie goddess jene sais quoi
that paralyzed me into
a speechless numbskull

the two of us waiting for
the downtown number 19
and all she was really asking for
was the time of day

[Lani]

I'm wonndering... where did it go from there? Or not... Just a window into a moment in time? Love your colorful language descriptions...

[saw]

nothing became of it other than a lifelong imprinted memory...ha......lots of stuff been resurfacing lately.....I must be in a lucid phase.....thanx for the response