She drove a red Volkswagen van
Her long blonde hair was flying in the wind
I was five miles from town
When she pulled up next to me
and yelled “climb on in”
“I’m heading to the beach
if you want to tag along”
she said as she smiled at me
“We’ll get some white sand between our toes
and party down in Panama City”
Oh my
Panama City beauty
sand and surf running thru her veins
Oh my
Panama City queen
lips as soft as velvet
and skin like honey cream
We spent the days drinking wine
and making love
on the dunes of Panama City
She looked like a golden goddess
as she held on tightly to me
She was gone like a dream
before I even woke
as the sun rose across the bay
She was off chasing sunsets again
And probably still is today
About the Creator
Robin Edwards
Robin is a veteran, having proudly served in the United States Air Force. She worked as a speech therapist for several years before retiring. She enjoys writing, working on art, and margaritas!
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