Davicletay,

I really like the phrases:

"Waves leap and gleam
then lap against the stones
like fawning dogs."

"The citys eyelids rattle down"

"its stealthy fingers
brush her foot, her leg, her breast."

" to see
the billows in her hair stirred by the breeze"

"not to be caressed
or carved, beyond the artists scope."

Nice Write. WID