Wednesday, August 23, 2006


high arcs
loooong drops
take away all that jive
bring me the swingin breeze
Cool in my hair
makes my face dance
radiant light shines on the sweat of the morning
light as a feather early in the day
crisp in the afternoon
salt in my hair and eyes
feeling jubilation
get away for a day and sweatin for the ride

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

the bliss never fades no matter how many times I escape to that environment,