On whispers like the wind
I sing,
softly meshing voice with currents.

My feet,
are catapulted
into air rhythms,
My body begins to dance
becoming like ocean waves
headed to shore.

Perhaps, there I will meet a partner
to drift with on beach,
where memories are born.

If not, I will smile
feeling gentle wind at back
moving gracefully
in slipstreams of dreams.