The face of the moon, curvy,
As the breathless depths
Of human psychics.
The smile of the ocean, erotic,
Making you confuse front and back,
Sinking deeper into the dark.
And then, the white foam of waves,
Decorating proudly the mirror,
Of a twilight, fragranced by salt.
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