Back to L.A.

Too much time since we walked the beach in venice listened to the preachers preach the gospel of the freaks the barkers and the tumblers skateboad lovers and the other lovers we all discovered what we needed to know about ourselves and each other I must go back someday with you or without I need to see it both ways I hope its a sunday thats your day I like to think it as my day too,memories of deep sand seeing you in your element such happieness on your face I have the pictures I have the proof,this new age sound in my head so soothing tames my emotions so I may see them they are not always visable to me then they are there all too clear they sneak up on me and somtimes I'm just not all that ready but I inhale then exhale then I become steady on my feet eager to greet the past and fuse it with the present,making the fantasy the real thing enjoying the rush of feeling and the emotion it brings welcome back my friend welcome back...