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Laying there Next to the Waves…

  • Writer: Jose L. Carballo
    Jose L. Carballo
  • May 17, 2017
  • 1 min read

The waves crash against the shore, Its breath caresses my nostrils, Its kiss touches my lips. I see its vivid colors of blue and green on its dress.

It pours its pride and grace.

I see the water, I feel its reach, I feel its breeze on my face.

Its whispers come in flight, dancing on the wind, bringing me calls from the deep, telling me everything is going to be ok.

I sink my feet in the shallow sand dunes, I wash myself with its salt and splash.

I’m cradled in waves and kept afloat by hands.

I make bubbles with you and that makes me smile, it makes me young, your waters cure me, your waters make me fly under; under here and with that I float across the clear reflective skies.

 
 
 

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