she has blonde hair
a perfect body
white against the dark
she walks alone
along the white sands of this beach
i follow her and she knows
i am following her
she stops. she stoops to pick up a shell.
she looks at it carefully.
i stop and look at her too.
she smiles. i smile too.
we exchange no word.
for this meeting.
i change my direction.
she does not follow me.
the message becomes clear.
there is no meeting
of our minds.
i remove my shorts.
and shirt.
i go to the sea and
plunge my body.
the sea is hot.
the sun is up.
i dive deeper.
i have not seen
anything.
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