swim in the amazon again

i miss the water, its murky bottom & fresh clean smell. the pink dolphins swim at the end of the river, where the fresh water meets the salt of the amazon. they are so close and you can feel their magic and you wish for one moment they would take you into their underworld – their Encante. i miss the paranah nipping at your ankles. no one understands unless they have been their too. those darn fish don’t hurt you at all. they are harmless. like i am in that water.