1.
I won’t forget the ocean’s color,
the seagulls’ urgent cries,
each footprint on the sand
lost and lingering, don’t want
ice cream to melt so hopelessly in broiling sun,
the hours hopelessly dissolved
Soon we diminish, ebbing waves,
never to break again
on this rocky shore
Is it possible to freeze
a last oceanic undulation
and keep you
In vain cry the gulls
I won’t forget our steps,
one after one
merging in sand
like broken shells
2.
Spread the tongue,
let honey-walnut ice cream roll
sweetness over tastebuds
Let sunlight on this pathside bench
warm us like that green orchid tree
After sunset
the carved window
open as an oyster to the sea
We share
each other
3.
Is it possible
I promised you a skyful of soft silk,
its veil stitched with colored threads
Gulls call like like in the distance
so not to disturb us
Dogs and surfing kids drift home
from the seaside, leaving the soft spray
You were here then,
on a beach where wild geese fattened,
our slumber
deepened by the waves
Sunset’s sail crosses that far shore,
drops anchor, promises to unfurl
some day, if not tomorrow
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