in the blaze of the summer heat, drips

of sweat rippled down our smooth skin backs.

 

we set out for adventure along the Pacific coast,

the four of us squeezed in a compact sedan.

 

sisters laughing, shouting, nowhere else to be.

engaging winding hair-pin turns, honking,

 

speeding, and slamming on the brakes

as the afternoon sun scorched the town.

 

we reveled in the sights, mountainsides, sea

cliffs, the endless shore; such views we'd never

 

seen before or soon forget. we eventually reached

the city of angels, the city lights; the most memorable

 

trip of our lives sailed through those late nights. we 

often walked in a daze, both night and day. 

 

a trip we still laugh about, the screams belting out

winding down the coast, and how close we were

 

to the end of it all...