An imaginary date

Sitting in the sun, with my eyes closed against it
I can hear only sounds, my face blown by cold wind,
And on the other side of my lids, it's you smiling at me
in the sun, in the wind, just as if you were here

The gulls scream as they ride the waves by the riverside
and when a boat comes by, they'd rise and away they fly,
And as I sit watching them, my right shoulder starts to ache
it was me whom you could see, wearing my own age