Indian boy

Counting the pearls, where I lay,  lest to sway a dark gods face over cast the horizon and smiles a new dawn in me.

I like the way his breaths breeze oh raptures slow kiss as our eyes met understanding.

BREATHE WINDS BREEZE ON ME INDIAN BOY FROM THE HEAVENS I CAPTURE THEY ENTITY AND COLOR THE HORIZION.

At the place where the wine glass stops at the sand I see your face swaying as one in the clouds and kissing the pebbles on this shore.

Look around!  Unassurance! So suddenly.  And authortively you remind me.

 Shhh…Always me and you. Shhh…  I will always love you.

Are smiles capped off and the sky turned back to the purest blue.