We watch the waves curl
turquoise beneath the sinking sun
standing our ground
as the undertow digs in our heels
The artist draws me from behind
golden, upright
until I tumble, shivering
you like the detail round my bum
I cling to your warm body
while the sun sets
right into the ocean
painting the rocks pink
turquoise beneath the sinking sun
standing our ground
as the undertow digs in our heels
The artist draws me from behind
golden, upright
until I tumble, shivering
you like the detail round my bum
I cling to your warm body
while the sun sets
right into the ocean
painting the rocks pink
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