I wrote your name in the sand with the perfume of your skin on my fingers

I loved the taste when mixed with seawater

with the citrus of the conchs that sink peacefully in the heat

I wrote your name in the sand still hot

as if I was making love to you waving the waves

as if it were soft cream, satiating my appetite, stirring

yes, with the warm tips of my long fingers

I wrote your name in the sand with pressure, as if I was milking

sucking the juice, the pulp, the spicy fruit

making splattering the salt water, the algae, the shells

I wrote your name in the sand hard and soft

as if I was still inside you beautiful woman

as if the bolt was on

to the red hot of our naked and wet skins

I wrote your name in the sand going up, down

holding and discovering the secrets

sneaking into the basins, seducing the tunnels