Undertow

The sea has an undertow like what I remember
Of years ago , a fit of passion, at the full moon
When the pearl-white surf became almost blue.
The skin blushes for nothing, no errors by bones.
It is much like the sea, with a large undertow.
You never know the sins lying unpunished inside.

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