Basque land

Herbivour road bends under
relaxed verticle land structure
Believe upheavals of geology
make road interesting windings
Blue liquid pulls up and down
Delicate flying animal, primitive
fish gather to hear stories of big water
Whisper, silently,
Pass the story onward
Dead road lies two kissing
Touch kissed chocolate
Colours knead one another into smell of oily ocean
Abused water carries gondola boat
Underneath where hull cuts
Oblivious to basking human zone
Who lie beached when moon hides
And sun arrives