Girl In The Castro Poem by Paul the Lion

You
Grateful Dead hat
Me
feeling lonely
You
crazy red dreadlocks, give a smile with braces
Me
like a ten year old, blushing

You seem cool for a hippy chick in a Burger King
Let's be friends today

You
sitting by yourself
Me
walk over shyly
You
giggle as I say hi
Me
ketchup on face, unnoticing

There's an Authority Zero concert in the Mission District
Want to see it tonight?

You
covering your ears
Me
feeling like a dummy
You
wanna leave, man?
Me
let's get going

We stroll down to your Castro apartment
You invite me in, far out!

You
taking your hat off
Me
kissing you, finally
You
calm as the breeze
Me
nervousness is soaring

You know, it's after one o'clock
Maybe I should skedaddle

You
take it easy, cowboy
Me
trying not to act silly
You
is it my braces?
Me
no, it ain't nothing

We make love all night long
Have beer for breakfast

You
a few dreadlocks undone
Me
eat some peyote
You
cuddle up beside
Me
what a beautiful morning