A trellis vine is brimming over grapes.
The figs had wrinkled their foreheads.
And one aroused field smells
After the birth of its kids- the grains.
The senses of the sea arouse.
And the waves of hairs are so clear.
One reef is sending its caresses
For the rocks in lovely loneliness.
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