SEA-SAND-DAWN
White sponge doves riding waves
Bringing to us endless sounds
Which tell us love songs.
Atoms of love spreaded among sand grains
Grains archiving love stories played on them
Stories of enjoyment, caresses, and fool sex.
Intercourses under the moon light.
White dead light nobody dislike,
Waiting the colors of a new day’s dawn
To get in front again
Of the massive weight
Of the love chains.

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