for what its worth..

im feeding my soul
with hope
and thoughts
of summer.
memories
of how the sun
burned my skin
and the sand
under my feet.
im feeding my soul
with the taste of
warm water
and the smell
of the sea in my hair.
im feeding my soul
with the buzzing
of all little bugs
dizzy on
summerlove.
im feeding my soul
like most of us do
in the middle of march
when outside
its winter.
aaah!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s2UWxiLSA48&feature=related