Glittering hands search my skin,
featherlight in colors of desire.

Between summer sheets,
with mimosa and cicadas.
Shyly trembling
In the morning glow.

Bundle my light.
I shine from dust
of ancient explosions
full of Helios.

The glass magnifies
my temperament
with wine
of lions.

My light
fortifies my
position.

I reflect
upon your fragile
skin.

The sun bound drops parcel your skin, the salty sand caresses your innocence. Summer is short, less long than the sea, which reflects you without you knowing it.
Salt does not evaporate, what it leaves behind is the smell of waves that flattens the sand.

Sunbeams connect your shadow, love at first sight, autumn my greatest enemy with lips full of memories.