a slice of summer

sticky, windy, sunny, skinny
peace is a cup of milky tea
peace is the rhytm
it is hearing your
favourite song in an
unexpected moment
peace is being together
peace is being apart
white foams dancing samba
with the very pure blue,
smell of my sun cream
feeling the power of the sun,
a sudden stop
the bugs' orchestra begins
swinging, swing, swin..
i lick my hot, burning mouth
what i get is the sweetest salty taste,
awaiting rocks
awakening breeze
what one has to do is to seize
don't cease
don't you ever cease..

on board..
no date.
summer.