You hit the roundabout
at the top of the hill,
and if you can take your eyes
off the road for a second
(while still manouevouring it's curves)
you get your first glimpse of the sea
arriving on the horizion
and the descent towards the shore
couldn't be quick enough.
You tumble from your vehicle
propelled,
tide-like
towards the foaming
ocean
you discard clothes
anything that will come
between
your watery bodies
then
reunited at last
the embrace
though cool on the skin
warms every part of you
as you sink into
a salty cocktail
of intoxicating
blue-grey oblivion.
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