Maui Feet
Shades of brown
Create a sound
That's similar to something round
Mix it up with something green
We've just created a perfect scene
For barefoot babies
And woman-ladies
For dreded hippies
Those daytime trippies
This place was home
A place to roam
Inevitably
Consistently
The bittersweet taste
Of dark chocolate laced
With Goodbye-Hello
Everywhere I go
Below my knees
I carry these
Maui Feet
Shuffle, Repeat
by: Amy
p.s. This was written in 5 minutes while internet connection was at its best. I have been a vagabond in a place I used to call home for the past week. No consistent bed, but always a place to rest my head. I'm an emotional wreck on the inside, but mostly a happy/nostalgic wreck. Time's up. Over and out.
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