CELESTIAL SPLENDOUR
CELESTIAL SPLENDOUR The sea is lace; waves strum their chords They kiss the sand to wake gold silk. Sun rains glass beads to adorn her realm she dyes milk skin; her gift a tatoo. Babes craft grand forts; the salt air sings "vieni qua, vieni qua! Vous compra, vous compra?" Clack, clack, balls whizz;... Sign in to see full entry.