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Sun - Kings
The Aegean sleeps in sunbreath,
sparkling like a gift
to children on a beach;
splashing whales breach among the caïques
while drifting, effortless, to baked islands
harsh as truth, gentle as giants.
On shattered Santorini riders thread Vespas
along sea-shores and white-dusted heights; whores
cling tight with promises to come.
Corniche poseurs dri...
Friday 3rd November 2017 12:45 am
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