Shirtless Sisquet is late,
says goodbye to the gang.
He has been vaccinated against asphalt
in a coastal town
Where he is waiting in secret
behind the church
half trembling
that kiss
that will taste like sea salt and a night
full of stars.
A sweaty Cesc has gotten up
from his nap,
while next to him the woman is
putting away rakes and shovels
and looking like the little girl
sand cake
sleeps on the couch
thinks there will never
be a better time to go looking for
the couple
Let August come
cumbersome and lazy
which makes us remember
the beauty of time that passes little by little.
From the cafe Mr. Francesc
watches the people falling
doing the carving where so many years ago
a reserved in the shade
and when the woman arrives
he pulls the chair
by her side
and shakes her hand
thinking that the sea is like life
that never stops the rhythm.
Let August come
vital and sticky
to take away our hurry< br/>and recover the tenderness of the world.
Let August arrive
faint and lazy
which reminds us
of the beauty of time that passes little by little.< br/>

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