like a foreign dish, larded with
fabulous fragments of wonderful moments
that reek of sanity, of sea-air.
Sounds like making love to love itself.
Like swimming and loving it.
Like running and being goddamn euphoric about it.
Like reading, smiling, kissing, tasting, sweating, fucking, reeping, likking, learning, feeling, falling..........
sounds like happiness,
on a beach, in fucking Belgium!