The kind regard of mid-summer Santa,
Drew us close togheter naked,
As we splashed around
Swimming to the loose rhythm of the samba,
naked, as in our dreams, we bathed in the light.
Swaying, swaying in the water more,
trouble and issues are not ours,
here, under the water.
We splashed around,
Bathed in the light.
Lightly lightly more, in the water.
Expressing thank you with our bodies, underneath the water.
Favors and errands, way below the bubbles in the water.
