Fantastic

The way you said that word, it was special
it resounded with feeling, a certain belief.
I imagined it materialize when you said it
imperceptible yet real; magical and powerful
like a mirage you captured in a glass bottle
on a summer afternoon by the Atlantic shore.
I imagined you; a tall, beautiful, lanky boy
you sat in the hot sand under a big blue sky
wishing with the dreamy conviction of a child
before you threw it into the great blue ocean.
Many years later, it would appear before me
every time you said the word, 'Fantastic'.