Alex

He sails in the eye's of the mountains .

Boy he raises his eyebrows like a boy.

Yellow shades in his skin and veins

running upwards his arms

Monsieur alex is a funny man .

Though he shades his skin with the impulse of the sunshine call

the words are flowing through his mouth, his heart.

these words are true.

Eyes deep green orange and blue

maybe yellow too.

dark ochre colours I feel, like clay.

the water cold but

freeing .

sun lid train by and by you

Alex you are alive and I am

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