How I like to see the changing of the tides
and feel the salty flakes on my skin
Blown in by a south-westerly wind

I like to feel how the wet white sand
squeezes gently through my toes.
I like the burning mix
Of sun, salt and sea-breeze.

I like the baring gifts of seashells as you go.
And the return of the rushing waters swirl
taking back all your precious jewels too

I watch in wonder how the waves curl
and I’m in adoration
just to see the sight of you.
I feel breathless
Just for one moment.