Let my hands surround
Your shoreline
Like gentle waves
Exploring your crevices
Like spiraling fingers toward your sandy skin
Awakened by the night's
Throbbing glow
I crawled above the depth
Of this cold abyss
And flood you in my salty embrace
Let me dry
Your lonely isles like pebbles
Moist of morning tears
With a brush of warm whispers
And the promise of the morning sun
Let no man anchor
Your lovely shores
For my angry waves
Will storm his wooden flesh
Until he lays wrecked and broken
My island
Untouched, uninhabited
May your rivers remain
Clear and flowing
To my salty embrace.
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I would like to translate this poem
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