a perfect day,

and her voice echoes inside

too far away and yet held close,

words like sand

reflecting the light with the tide,

waves rolling

thoughts flowing in and out,

foot prints made

and then lost with another step

 in another direction

following this reflection,

the light and shadows

appear and eventually the sun sets,

covering the night

a quietness lets loose inside

 listening to a voice

and trying to hide the moment,

for another day

like a song playing in the brain

again and again

it echoes in a playful way,

in the background

the song is a feeling

through her words, a song

with the mind

and emotions moving about

soothing a sound

from the tummy to the heart

a perfect day turned to night,

closing into dreams

and a voice

so nice……..