For Hippie~

She is with the stars
and her hair are in the air.
In her easy bearing she walks far
and her pallazos invite many a appreciative stare.
She finds the dodgiest yet charming of most places,
and befriends the hippiest of vagrant human cases.
She gets high sometimes
to resonate her feelings with that of mountains..
Then she speaks with me over a cracky phone line
and tells me little stuff that gets my woman to smile.
I can't help but call her my entertainment channel..
and think of her missing me on that roof of that hilly cellar!