Sailing with you

I saw waves
as I heard your voice
and I felt the sun,
the fresh air,
blowing in gently
from the open doors
and though the air
was full of flowers and
grass, leaves and dirt,
I smelled the sea;
and though you paced
on hardwood floors,
I felt your feet on
hot sand that molded
your every move;
and I wanted to swim
in this moment,
so I laid on the floor
and felt us in the sea,
letting the waves take me