Under a sharp blue sky
In the cool wet salty air
The Med stretches
From here to infinity
From here to ever
From now till never
Gentle waves in long caresses
Die on the sand
And come back for more
From now to eternity
From here and always
Stone breakers protect her beaches
From sometimes storms and breaches
A fish tail strokes the sky
A wing skims the water
Sea and sky melt in never
Salt on my tongue
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Smiling.
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Can hear the surf and smell the salt air, Em. Makes me lonesome for them ! Beautiful job of writing, as you always do.
Paul
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Thank you Paul. You are always generous with your praises.
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Ton image est tellement beau.
Tes mots son mieux.
J’etais a la Med cette semaine, et tu la decris parfaitement.
Les vagues qui meurent……
Ca, j’adore.
Merci.
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Parfois les vagues c’est comme un coeur qui bat, je pense, et chaque vague perd son souffle. Si j’ai decrit la Med que tu as vue, je suis contente. Merci.
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I like the photo, the beach looks so serene and inviting.
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Some beaches invite the suspension of time. Glad you liked it.
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