shying waves
causing the night restless
view from the sand
whiteness separates
the gloomy sea
floating at the edge
a deserted horizon
hazily the sand devotes itself
into the mist
dews caressing the grey sky
prominent colours of the world
has the charms of love
fingers that learn to dance
the rhythm of love to
the lips of the sand
it touches on
the chest of the beach
it falls
darling o darling
the ocean is rising.
1984
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