Idolatry

in poetry •  6 years ago 

 Exhausted my sight beautiful tanned complexion,feed my life,
undo your wishes wet waters.

You run wild by the shore of the beach feeling the sand touching your legs
in small lumps.

You throw your body wrapped in sand over the misty from the shore onslaught
against your back.

How pretty the braids look that adorn your hair when you jump and splash
in the marine waters from the bluish blue of the heavens

How beautiful your knuckles look dressed in bangles yellow gold from the sun of the heights No less beautiful are your thighs adorned by your beach gown

How beautiful the tattoo looks sculpted in your figure  very close to your close
Venus prone to touch from a sculptor's hand.

The velvety feature of blushes, show the subtle whims of your lips swollen with insatiable enjoyments of your wishes in nice tweaks.

Your tuned voice begets the sounds who tenderly consent children,
whispering the calm of the nights full of innocent worries.

Your eyes reflect only the images superimposed on courtships of seagulls
on the cliffs of the cliffs,in flutters of circular beauties.

The wave hits the rock and turns takes care of getting to the outskirts
of your calves leaving wakes clean on the gray wet sand.

The coconut trees begin to beat with the rumble of the impertinent breeze
interrupting the silence of the afternoon of dolphins jugglers of the sunset.

The mountains of the islands in the distance discover the ghostly figures
inert, dressed in gray, crowned of the orange color of the afternoon sun.

I enter the salty waters from the beach to caress the waves
that their forces are dwindling in ritual that dismisses the beautiful day. 

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