Friday, 9 June 2017

Morning on Low Tide Beach







We slept between the rocks. A night of slow and gentle loving, moving with the breath of the sea. Dancing from inhale to exhale with the waves rolling in and washing out, surfing close to eternity.
The morning was cold and fresh. As the light changed from dark diffuse blue to glittering brightness, as the sun rose over the mountain, we were waking feeling the warmth of our bodies.
Suddenly you left me. I saw you running through the gap between the rocks, your feet splashing the shallow water.
An ancient instinct awakes the wildness. I must catch you.
My feet are stirring up the softness of the waves. My heart is pounding, I see the mermaid jumping and I fear she will disappear forever in the sea after the sin of loving a mortal.


But she lets me catch her feet, to let me play with her in the crystal waters. 

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