Sea Salt Smell Taste
It's been a little and some more
Since i seen the sea
As the tide was out upon
my previous visitation
So i left without the smell of
salty air stimulating my sensibilities
Until i had to convince myself i
was actually there in the first place
So stupid me i filled a glass with
half water then half salt beside
my bedroom table
And smeared my face with coconut
butter sun cream
In the hope i would remember
what the sea looked and smelt
like
To tide myself over till the
next time
Blackpool isn't clouded over
by the north western light's
of Southport
And i can remember what life
actually feels and tastes like
Before the ghosting mist and
fog obscured the view
Oh windmill stationary blowing
forlorn out to Irish sea
Shipping Forecasts
3 Legs of Man
I wonder if Jan is looking back
in nostalgic contemplation as
am i
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