FIRE ISLAND

When I think about my summer….

I’ve a hard time pin pointing which part of it was existent

Then I’ve a lil drunken dance between my fantasies

& crumbled moments of reality

I’m reminded that I’m just a guest

& so are you.

Vanishing of our skins might as well be part of it.

As we move through the sand

To travel to the ocean

With the sound of  ‘jaranas’

Behind us

Is that what being rich is ?

I ask , whispering to the tip toing goosebumps on your skin

Then

I follow The sand falling off so fast

Through  the air between your fingers

While our hearts move with it

And the laughter joins

I notice the

Ocean staring at us like seeing the bride for the first time

Waves screaming with joy

And the sky giving me its sensual moves in  it’s rich pink dress

Ohh I feel the wealth  on my flesh

And I look at you long enough

Without blinking

That the tears of my

Help the horizon of the water to land calmly on the sky

Oh I feel so rich

From the joy of my skin

I feel the ecstasy

Flushing through my bones

Alive

And fresh

Relieving the same dream..