i
I write poems on sand
letter on letter, word on word
only the sand knows my poems
ii
roaring waves back and forth
hit your sculpted bare body,
you float up and down with waves
hungry eyes wait on the shore
as you emerge from the sea
iii
beach vultures prey
on tanning bodies
under the Goan sun
it is sun-feast
iv
stare at my bare body as much you want
you can get into it an inch or two,
for a change, try
my limitless heart, infinite soul
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