I wonder if you still remember me

when the tide touches your feet

half buried in sand and seaweeds

.

or when you leisurely stroll 

along the beachside beyond the reeds

do you hear my longing sighs? 

.

I wonder if we share Venus from afar

at midnight and noon

veiled by a sun and brilliant stars.

.

Does the warm wind caress your face

surfing the southwestern Pacific Ocean

with a lover’s touch?

.

   I wonder  ....