Sand grains cling in mysterious patterns
On thin canvassed thighs, whose symbols portray
Reflecting, hidden meanings which betray
My most amorous thoughts. Firm hip that turns
Toward the sea flinging motifs away
To dance on foamy shores for brief moments
Before sinking. Although the sea torments
Poetic vision as the end of day
Darkens memory of lyric themes, hints
At annihilation. This poet knows
the cruel eraser of time will dispose
of chattering voices. No permanence
Assured. I rearrange grainy verse lines
Over which an eternal bright sun shines.
