Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Mediterranean temple, under the fire, hugging the wind.


A wooden path over the deep blue. The deep blue into my heart. 
Blue and bright, blue and wide... sharp smell of salt
Salt's wind, wet wind of summer, wet wind of sea.
Salt on skin, sun on skin, pure sea's water on cupper skin,
and the brown path meanders above sand.
Sand of sun's fire, summer's fire, fire's light.
Blue light of sea, Mediterranean temple, under the fire, hugging the wind, 
adoring the wet breeze of water.

Naked soul that reflects existence's core. Naked skin that adores life's love. Naked mind that binds to Earth. Naked smile that softly sleeps and dreams.
Dream that comes true. Mind on deep blue. My bare feet walking on hot sand.
Summer's dreams. Eternal dreams. Intense salt's smell on my mind.
Sea's kiss. Water's kiss.

Visual Images and felt words in the optional clothing beach of Roca Grossa










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To all the posts about Poetry.
To all the posts about Naturism.
To all the posts about Catalonia.
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