Tuesday, January 7, 2014

Acapulco



Acapulco

Acapulco
Then school's perfect winter escape
The el Matador greeted our frigid bones
A Hola here and a Hola there
There was a whole lotta nothing going on
Friends walked the beaches looking for a little fun
I found you sitting solitary
All of sixteen, me a little more than 20
Comb-drying your hair in the early morning sun
Your face glowing
Your smirk intoxicating the blood in my veins
I sat my ass right down beside you
We held hands
Our lips touched for the first time
We fell in love
It was a magic that will never disappear
Acapulco is always in my heart
My little girl more beautiful today
The sun glows all around you
God, thank you for my angel.

I Love You,
Joseph Pede

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