THE WHITE DOGS | ΤΕΛΙΚΗ ΕΚΔΟΧΗ

The wind was blowing
but it was hot
so much heat
thirsty for swimming.
The sea was ruling
her white dogs
on our feet.
We have left ourselves
dream in the wave
to be cool
on the white dogs
to be freshed
til the bone.
The sea
the sea
this is so
big and salty
Lady, with
the white dogs
to be barking.-

Yiannis Petsalakis