Spanish moss hanging down
Wet stoned streets where real
Pirates used to meet & tumble
Inside riverfront taverns lit up
Listening to music in Double E
Now his 2016 message sings
"I just wanna be your lover,
Babe, I don't wanna be your boss"
And the tavern scene carrying him
Across the River where he rides off
Towards the ocean the direction
Almost navigating itself he's there
Atlantic sands crashing on shoreline
Churning years of darkness & light
Top to bottom and side to side
Keeping his head within rhythm
Tide calling him out in moonlight
Where's your lover tonight, gone?
Written Tuesday October 6 2015
By John Alan Conte Jr.