Middle of July

Laying under the Mediterranean sun
untainted and carefree,
with my heart floating on the shore
like a cute little boat
playing with the waves.
The sand burning underneath my bare feet.
When the water finally touched them tenderly,
a total contrast of senses was found
In the middle of July.

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🌻Mary, just a soul scribbling stories in the language of poetry. Here, in my corner, I put life into words with a sprinkle of wanderlust.
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