Beverly Stories

Before the change of ownersThat was where we’d playBack in a pink bungalowAlong a winding trail With signposts to direct youOr you would soon be lostWe made our little love nestSurrounded by the stars Ropes and fine dark chocolateA camera always nearFar enough awaySo no one else could hear A drink first at the Polo LoungeTwo guests from out of townOur eyes just on each otherRegardless who’s around Fallen out of favorWe’ve...