At The Sea

I watched the fish, beneath the sea.
With the shape & fins.
Swimming in the lit water of blind Colour.

I saw reefs kissing shore, where the nets are fishing.
Silver stones, deep in the sea, hiding crawling creatures.
Floating bubble preserving transparent reflection.

Waves are foaming words carrying dead sea fruit.
I listen to the cruel shells echoing the trumpet of the sea.

Now, I dive, deep down, in your underworld garden.
Of green rocks, treasure stones & golden suns, of married light & water.
Far from the land of sweat.
Drinking air, breathing no more.
Playing, Crawling, swimming, sliding, , flying & more.

O blue wows. You sealed my lips of salty flavour
And veiled my skin of seaweed, perfume.

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