Sea wind magic
Blowing through my dreams
An unending ebb and flow
of salt sea ecstacies
lapping my sandy feet
Gently
Warmly
Lying transfixed in a
hazy summer reverie
Wetly slipping into your
crystal blue tranquility
Slowly
Slowy
Drifting...
Through drunken waves
of sea breeze nectar
Down into a hidden cove
of seashell dreams
and peach blossom fantasies.
		


            by Adam Love © 2006