dream myself naked on white sand.
a taste of seaweed sets free senses
a sea of lost castaways
comes to flog, in fury, my hip.
hug with firmness of lever,
knees, lightly folded
around a guitar rubbing softly,
tide comes to put passions on.
lips introduce flames
flagellate in a ruby-red wish.
close eyes licking in embrace.
loose hair entangle
however much toxic, discover
seaweeds, echoes, dreams, sand..
inebriant intimate intense immense infinity.
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