Californian Deserts
Joshua Tree
Phil and Amy. I hadn't known them long at all before they'd seen my naked bits.
That didn't seem to put them off of me though, as a little over a
Joshua Tree
The Chasm of Doom
The stars traced long arcs
The coyotes howled in the dark
And the spirits came out to play.
Between great granite stones
Haunted by the wind's quiet moans
Went we, somewhere ne'er touched