It could have been
Our sea of hope.
Volcanic sand held our feet
Firmly, stones balancing
Our act of courage.
This warm pacific waters
Tenderly washing our bodies
Tightly bonded in an embrace.
Bluegreen liquid kissing
Tingling flesh. And so we
Promised, a future forthcoming.
Aida Santos
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