The Deception of Butterflies

At the beach we read

And I lie my head on your chest

I look up at the cloudless sky

and my mind drifts like the seaweed and sand

shifting back and forth

But there is no reason for


Here things are already established

The cliffs that curl over

our heads

like frozen waves

The sea

People passing by in loud summer


Our towel, we share like a home

In only a moment looking up at the sky

I feel the word: infinity

I photograph you

but know as long as I’m here

I’ll remember anyway.

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