This morning on the Sea
I meet two Seagulls.
Do they live by pairs?
Or only for Weekend together?
Like You and I?
Just share food and wine
And making love…
But after part to live an other life:
Be Free and happy,
Laugh and cry
And meet by chance with precious smile.
Make Love again and die together
With heart by heart
And parting Never!
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