As I was drinking a carrot juice the other night

as I was thinking of the golden of your skin

what a shiny beach armor

 

How praying for your heat over my skin, 

praying​ for your scent,

for your morning breath;

took me into singing to the sun

and no longer howling to the moon

 

I’m no longer a moon dog,

I am now a sun dog,

 A beach dog​

 

I want to visit a beach with you,

get high on sea foam,

and write in the sand for the aliens:

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We only like dogs that smile