Tonight's Poet Corner: Honeymoon In Honolulu
Honeymoon In Honolulu by Belinda Roddie He wore a shark tooth necklace, but she was eyeing his sister at the bar on the beach, watching her stir sunset Mai Tais for a good sunrise. He sported a strong tan, but she liked the scorched red of his sister's hair, and when she served her a drink, all the waves ceased for just a second. It was like percussion stopped, but the music continued (the melody didn't need rhythm on the sand), and once he finally left, she took his sister across the shoreline, where they split a local beer, told stories, then kissed twice before it got dark because they both were scared of their shadows.