they moved to the music and I couldn’t hear, but their bodies

were like waves on the sea, flowing, rising, falling in time

forward, backward, surrounded by light, and the

warm glow of something inviting me from inside

that was fun and the simple enjoyment of life

and I paused to look in for quite a long while, so the

hands could keep time with the seconds of mine that was

beating so hard time stood still, that was beating so hard time stood

still. I walked on for a mile listening to the breeze, somewhere near was the

scent and the feel of the sea, something darkly deep that kept secrets from me

and I paused underneath the shelter of trees, watched water trickle on its way to the sea

catching the light from the bar down the street, every color reflected so sweet,

running in waves down the street.