Tuesday, September 20, 2011
She is the jewel of Miami Beach,
she stretches like Sunday morning.
Her glory in her navel,
she dazzles as her gems
short skirt wearing,
high heels Jimmy Choo,
cookie cutter crowds,
desire to enter her womb.
Desire to lay in her inviting arms,
as she sighs.
Her crescent shape seen Elvis and Sinatra,
she held their secrets as she whispered in their ears.
Over time she has grown more beautiful,
I remember her when we were young.
I remember a gentler time,
when the wine lasted,
through the night.
As we waited for tomorrow to be ours,
we watched the world go by.
Note: Saturday night we were at the Fontainebleau Hotel in Miami Beach, to celebrate my brother's birthday. I couldn't help but notice the changes in the building and in the crowds waiting to enter and enjoy the nightlife. The surprise birthday party was amazing and it inspired me to write this.