I remember the aroma left by the sea
when the tide ebbed out left seaweed about
and little creatures scuttled away from me,
I remember the aroma left by the sea.

and the salt and fish of the sea,
and the shallow pools among the rocks
and the deep ones and the deep green pool of your eyes
and the fish of your sea and the rock stains the green stains

the quick blue veins of the sea anemones,
I remember the aroma left by the sea,
and I remember the vision of yourself
alluring self  expensiveness of your own scent temptingly,
and your good sense in your sense of me
(remembering) this aroma of we, left behind by the sea
the saltiness and O how I do, love thee.