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Believe me, I tried hard, but I could not — to the farthest horizon of this existence — see anything but the wave of “self” floating in the wave of “you”: barefoot, dancing together, over the sands and the stones, shining in the day, shining in the night: with the slipping of our water games over each other’s bodies; with our open lips paired on each other’s mouths; with the bubbles of laughter, like white lace spread over the shore all around the earth as far as the eye can see... I saw nothing, nothing at all, but our wave; which, naked, floating in each other, rolls and roll by roll removes the earthly borders and casts them into the depths of our deep ocean: — like the boats of pirates, the broken cross, and the bloody palace of the pharaohs — I searched in the angles of the cross, among the boats capsized on their sides, in the corridors of palaces overgrown with algae, even, I saw nothing but the slipping wave of your body over my body and in me... Believe me! Now it is us, with our blue lips sucking at each other, as far as the eye can see, without any border...