I am constantly dreaming away of coasts, 

of vast endless oceans and relentless waves breaking on the shore, 

and their equally vast sandy beaches, 

Sea shells and crabs that comically trot away sideways from you.

Of under water sea creatures washed away despairingly to a curious eye,

Boats and their fishermen hauling fishes ashore, 

And of calm moments as the humid breeze flies past you leaving a salty after taste. 

Painted skies on a early morning or a late evening treating your eyes.

Jumping akimbo into the waves only to run away laughing shrilly,

hoping the water did not sting you so hard.

Warm currents in a cool night.

A place to relax without watchful eyes.

To come back forever.