When a smile crescents your freckled features
the sun rises at the horizon of the ocean.
You feel awe lumen your surroundings
Crescent leaning in the sky still
the sea fill your drums with a rhythm.
You dance on the waves entangled within
a brief sway on your board absorbed by
your thighs your body answers waters why
navigates the shore hitting tide.
A toned freckled lady rides a beautiful swell smiling at the world. Its a crisp and sunny morning a tiny breeze alternating the sensations on my skin. My eyes admire her movements on the board her elegance and grace. In a moment our eyes interlock slowing down the clock works flow. Like water turning to liquid honey in a river stream my heart feels an energy beam.
fisoaï monk 
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