Anywhere.

Anywhere..

We had some wine, a few packs of cigarettes and we were heading west. We were California dreaming.  You told me I want the sea. I embraced you and I told you. I want us to dance with the beautiful and dangerous Pacific Ocean, and for us to be sun kissed the California Summer Sun. You whispered. I will go anywhere you go. Free road and no place to be. You and the open road, my sweetest dreams.

Coyote