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