whore
the sunshine making its waythrough the clouds & mountains brown and grey touching the water that awaits its fate to be unleashed with colors innate
the color of the soil , the shades of sky the tinge of creatures who live deep & pass by the symphony of life in various forms in rhythm that provoke sensual storms
an uproar that's incredible a silence that's unbearable
I wonder sitting at the shore that nature is no-one but a whore playing me with her flawless surprises enticing every moment & at every stretch with her endless vices.