Kauai, January 2008. Northbound Highway 56. Surf report on the radio.
Hawaiian Surf Princess
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| Malia Manuel |
Point your board toward the next run
Waves rolling on Kaelia Beach
where one long day runs free
Sea sun glisten off taught brown body and
navy wet-suit top
and bright blue bikini bottom
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| Lakey Peterson |
Shot like a bullet through a barrel
Rip the surf and fall like an angel
To rise and ride again and then return to shore
where I am paralyzed by your beauty
Throw your board atop a friend's car
Pop the trunk and rinse your mocha hair
Its length, the only excess on your sleek frame
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| Malia Manuel |
Breeze blows your ethereal mist in my face
as you peel your top off your taught back
Aloof calendar pose,
"Was doing terrible before you showed up"
Board a bumblebee and scatter off
Sunlight kisses your lips and strokes your hair
Heavenly statue in the parking lot of Kaelia Beach
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| Lakey Peterson |
The sea is your throne
the fragrant air your kingdom
A gallon of fresh water, your coronation.
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| Kaelia Beach, Kauai |