The
wind blow
Across
the sea to the shore
The
beach of naked people
They
seem in their world
The
whisper of ripples
The
patterns on the water
Rolling
further away
Painting
by the wind
The
nakedness in the sun
The
colour white and brown
The
peeping Tom get the wild time
Under
the coconut shade of trees
The
wind blow
The
cloudy day looms
The
nakedness slowly disappear
Leaving
the beach with no soul
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