The ocean hums, a low and endless song,
Salt kisses the air, sharp and strong.
Cool waves brush the skin, soft as silk,
Sunlight glimmers, warm like spilt milk.
I taste the sea, its brine a bitter bite.
About the Creator
Mopsy Meirelles
My name is Michelle a descendant of gypsy family I traveled to almost 85 countries and lived in 10 different countries.As I come from a long journey one of my new passions is to write about the behavior and emotions around the world.
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