Kent glider

Bright white
In the haze of sunshine & the air is stiff as sand
You turn around & wave quickly
Like a friend ¶s You about Your hand
Tenderly weak
I lead you
With My arm around your loin
Violently clear
I caress
Light Your skin with the thought
Slow, glowing
Like a dream
You slip out of My hand
You turn & smile at Them
Who never had a chance
Sensitive weak
I lead you
With My arm around your waist
Violently clear
Gliding I
öover Your skin with the thought
With the thought
With the thought
With the thought