fire in water, unusual sight.
sand in hair, salt in eyes
blind the blue, and distort the green.
take it in, the sand in your feet.
its the brine that stings, the calm flutters.
the stony rocks and the pious sea,
blend together like sandy fingers.
and create electricity.
the sea cringes, the stone ever sturdy
creeps slowly to etrust the feel.
it is a langorous cow, an attentive tigress,
drowns the stone and leaves it bare.
caresses and drenches, both alike.
