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Written: © Maxima

The sun is high
A hot summer day
My desire walks behind you
Sun-tanned, smiling
It follows your steps
As hot as the sand
Under your bare feet
As you run, fresh and cheerful
Like those waves touching
Your knees
A colony of ants
Is heading home
I whisper to them
Do you see her beauty?
She is my happiness
I’m taking her home.

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