Seal Pup

On inhaling the beach and the joy that ensues

Sitting on the beach wrapped in a blanket
You made a fire, I  made dinner of cheese and crackers
The sunset, your kisses, sweet words
The smell of the ocean
The sound of the waves...swooshin...swooshout
The gentle wind blowing
These are my oldest, earliest, dearest memories
I grow heady in their presence
Exuberant as a seal pup darting through patches of
Sleek and slithery seaweed
Diving under the waves pressed to the sand at bottom
The released speeding for the surface
Floating on its back for the sheer joy of it!