waiting for her wave to come by. A flash of camafloge trips on the sand, speeding horizontally claws up in the air, waiting for her catch. Leaves reaching up into the sun, reaches evermore. Clouds burst their puff from small catches of my hand digging in pillow stuffing and throwing them in the air. My snorkle breathing heavy dreaming on the ocean looks beyond the light green dusty hazy catching a shadow beneath me. I play castle and canteens dripping sand on the moat drip by drip piling high sand towers oozing formations. Organic. I imagine the ant walking through the moat looking for sweets for his friends. I see palm trees swaying like tentacles under the sea reaching out for water. Branches nodding up and down, yes this is nice. Yes this is nice. Nice. Yes. Nice. Thunder boom ming around the mountain top cradling her bosom. Around and around. Yelling her favorite song and his mighty call. Boom. Boom. Watching the waves go by, the tustle of wind touch my hair, soft pecks of water current caress my inner thigh. I gaze at her and I am in Love. Smiling. Nice. Boom. My heartbeat motions my place in Alive Central. Making runways of circulatory matter pump out to the universe. Motion stillness silenced breaths wakes my inner voice to whisper and kiss her cheek. The song of current melodies and crashing waves dripping on the sand and Green Winds.