summer of ‘69

i believed in you and every word said.

i twirled as those words echoed in my head

spinning circles, daisies brushing my thighs,

hazy summer sun, romance glazed my eyes.

pathological words built a façade;

much like summer of ’69 but flawed.

i learned you have a charles manson charm,

but no family to raise any alarm.

i watched kaleidoscope condensation

slip down my drink from the heat of the nation

10050 cielo drive, you knew

i’d adhere to your dark, twisted world view.

an innocent starry-eyed romantic;

but you took my pretty mind for granted.