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Tuesday, March 16, 2021

Ripples

 

Rounded moments shift

Undulating curves, breathing

Aphrodite’s smile

 

There is nothing fixed

Curling waves, white with foam

Salt and sand are mixed

 

Wind strafes the beach-grass

Winsome reeds dance in the sun

Sighing in the dunes




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