The Big Sea With Blue Waves
Gusts of wind have taken a rest,
their remaining weakling breath
has endured offering a last chill;
I shiver a little seeking warmth,
watching the big sea with blue
waves: a tender memory
of the most lovely eyes!
Out of the coral water,
a voice submerges-wait!
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2016
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