he touched you like a phantom breeze,
and moved you in new ways;
no longer faceless in the crowd,
emerging, in the rays —
that summer spent in motion, whirling,
in and out of caves,
until you looked to see that he
was always
chasing waves
he touched you like a phantom breeze,
and moved you in new ways;
no longer faceless in the crowd,
emerging, in the rays —
that summer spent in motion, whirling,
in and out of caves,
until you looked to see that he
was always
chasing waves
Very nice
Stay well and Laugh