With seas
your eyes of
azure greenlit
sea-foam cares
hair hard, salt soft
in wide-strewn spray:
Perigianne.
The Greek-ish
Antipodes
Know when
the Cypriot
looks cool
and shit
I'll bind no knot
to loose you, first
but by fourth dates
all claims run void
The undertow suck
Takes me first.
Or this I vow:
A Wedding Band of surf
and spray and light and
sand for one beach day
whether permits
the storm goes fast
but darkness
fits.
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