I have visions

 
 
I have visions

I have visions,
                    yeah, psychedelic flashbacks
            of spiral rainbows,        flower children
                        in bell-bottoms,
                    bra-less, long flowing hair,
      make love, make love,
            make love, not war,
(repeat that please)
                            make love,
              or what we thought
                            was making love,
actually, hot    humid
                             sweaty, wrestling
                 in the backs of cars.
Groping, sliding
                        in the darkness
of fast cars,
                speeding cars,
roaring on rainy roads
                         at one hundred five,
                            rooster tails painting
        the gray skies
    in washed out water colors,
                             throbbing moans of green,
                    blue, yellow, touch me yellow…
                        red!        Red!        Sparkling
                    on the windshield
                sliding, sliding brakes:
stop, stop, stop,
stop now!     But...
        zip up, snap
        button, button,
                steamy clouded windows,
        smeared lipstick
            breathless, breathless,
colors, colors
                 fade, fade, fade away:
              reality invades, marching, marching
                                          back to me.

I have visions!