In a Venice Beach Alley Way
A light blush.
Long, feminine eyelashes on a boy.
A tiger in brown skin and a leather jacket licks sticky tangerine juice from the palm of a young man with the moon behind his eyes.
Tangy, sweet like tiny nettles on her tongue, but still delicious.
Pink hibiscus, pepto bismal color and waxy green leaves that stretch out from between the chain links in the fence.
Secret passageway of leaves in a neighborhood named after a city made of canals.
Sunlight looks like it's been filtered through water first. The shade that protects their skin is dapple, like an expensive sable coat.
Rhinestones in the air are actually bugs but they're pretty bugs so no one minds. The seagulls aren't quite white like the clouds, so they shoo the damn birds away from the food.
Cement on the soft bottoms of her feet feel like wet sand. The bottle in her hand is a scepter of olive green as the cheap champagne is-
"Ambrosia, food of the gods!" He is only half teasing when he says this. T.G grins, h