The night was a flame,
the moon was tender.
August was a sigh
of warm stars.
The sea was melting
wetting your hips,
br/>the sand between your lips
played with my tongue.
And soaked in water and moon,
linked body to body,
we traveled through the foams
to the end of the Universe
where the Universe is born
when the Universe explodes...
The Universe.
Your skin was sparks
of a thousand aquamarines,
your breasts looked at me
like eager pupils.
Your extended thighs
were in a certain hurry,
your pubes were a kiss
melted in my saliva.
I felt that you felt me u200bu200brocking inside you, the waves were rhythms of the same movement. Dissolved in your bowels of secret liquids >unraveled the Knot
of God and his Mystery.

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