I'm hungery for your mouth, your voice, your hair. I'm hungry for your slippery laugh...
My house has sea and land
my wife has big eyes
the colour of wild nuts, nuts,
she is...
When night falls,
the sea dresses up in white
and green and the moon in the
foam dreams like a marine bird.
I don't want to change planets.
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