The sounds from people,
The feeling under the tongue.
Irritative, then prick my mouth.
Hair too much,
Icy too much.
The touch, those hands.
Blue eyes are smiling
I can see the sea inside him, not that clear, but feel.
The sky is up there when I lay down and think nothing
The shape of the sea is undefined.
Blue, nothing more than blue.
Melting, next to me. Breathing, with blue.
I can feel I am the part of nature, the worm, right next to my hand, just a few meters.
At last, I become one of them.
With many life, into many lives.
When I have drawn in the sea, I feel sometimes I am myself, but lost.
Overwhelm in the salty blue.