your eyes on the bay
and night as long
without ebb and blankets.
In the port of Jayapura
night light sprinkle
waves as hanger-hanger lamp
played swinging wind.
The boats docked
on the dock. As katakata bells in the chest
Above the beach I built a house and bed
sway in the tide
with milestones swane
My love's like an upright in the ocean depths
grains grow pearls.
Each lake is meeting.
