Moving Off, I Move Throught It

Moving throught it as I firmly slide, always on top I sit the sun shines Iris down green marble I'm astride. The birds however thinking as I watch them crash against the glass that is the mirror of our selves. The water do I move as effortlessly as you wish me moving off. You move me off to fast your eyes bright light I shine right through it. Two young girls one preens, she danced. On shore the older gracefull woman moon exposed she walks off out into the gulf. Her picture taken from behind. By the girl in front of her and left behind her face a book.