Dance with Sunlight: I was looking at the reflected sunlight on the river from the bridge.

Dance with Sunlight: I was looking at the reflected sunlight on the river from the bridge. The small lights were swinging and stepping around the sunlight. I wondered what they were, so I watched their motions closed, Then I realized they were all water striders! They were so beautiful.

Dance with Sunlight: I was looking at the reflected sunlight on the river from the bridge.

Lessons to learn, tales to share of the good times, the best friends, the blessings and the lessons learned the first time, for the choose few. Gifts for the blind, gifts for the dense and the dumb, gifts for the blind mice and the blind men to date for the true colors of love and hate. Love and hate the horns of a goat, happy and gay with the laughs, happy and delighted for another day on the right side of the great. What a great day for new plans, what a great day for the fun and games, what a great day for the saints and the sinners. 

Turning the pages on a dark period, moving on to a brighter dazes on the beach, it is time. Dance with Sunlight: I was looking at the reflected sunlight on the river from the bridge.Dates with a horse charmer, 420 blowing in the wind, watching the horses cum and go, pieces of a dream, the birds and the bees. Dreams of mine, on the beach, watching the horses down,  for the water after a race or two. Animals and bugs that fly, gifts of wings to get here and there, new starts are the meaning of the butterflies.

Dogwood butterflies are the state butterfly for California. Just to let you know, San Diego butterfly born on a Wednesday or a hump day, in the hands of goodness and mercy, at the Mercy Hospital in San Diego. Another story of what I think happen that day, the day I was born, what a though to remember the day you were born? Why go there? Never seen any movies that go that way,  something else in the back of my head. Happy and delighted for the open doors,  happy and gay with the wishes and prayers up in the air, waiting for the pies in the sky to fall.Dance with Sunlight: I was looking at the reflected sunlight on the river from the bridge.

Strangers to friends, dates on the beach, birds and bees out for the sunny dazes, watching the races done to death. Life on the sidelines noted for the freaks out for the tricks, dicks, and cum for the tasteful delights, of the frogs on the beach. Dream life to share with the women of color, dates for the walks on the wild side, gifts to share with the freaks with oral talents to sell, or party and play for the trades, tricks, and exchanges done for the good time.Dance with Sunlight: I was looking at the reflected sunlight on the river from the bridge.