Memories of the Deep Ocean
The biggest star starts to rise, and the sea shells sails in the calm waves. I was waiting for my romance, the cold wind touches my soft lovely skin. I touched the sea with my soft right hand, she came and the world stops to move. She hold my right hand with her soft right hand, and then I pulled her up. Until her face are close to mine, I can now smell her sweet scent, and touch her soft cheek. I look at her, in her brown eyes, she did not speak, after our eyes kissed, she leaved. I did not move from my position even a single inch and even the sun leaved and the crescent moon arrived.
I waited for her, even the cold rain drops and thunders roar, but she never came back. 30 years ago I met her in the lonely shore, we became friends and became lovers. We made love in the land, we kissed, and enjoy every moment together but not when the day she left. We did not say goodbye, there is no one left. But her old picture that my wallet kept. Black hair, brown eyes, tanned skin, pointed nose and the most special thing about her, is her black shining tails.
