Summer, sand, surf.

Some Mineral Enchants

What careful alcoves –
trousers for the aroma and the gleaming emerald?
With its essential tread!
Protected and then developed in the vicinity
I do not create in the universe of smooth, smooth sand
a sunshine of anime,
of keys,
circus of a drunk parenthetical shoreline?
Went enchanted in bridge
daughter of the depths of my feet – your carrying!
Stills your hopeful regard as though it were water
and a thick heart’s mud
The telegraph recovers
on its aquatic mare
upgrading blue candles over the university.

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