Where the ocean meets the land
I went back to the spot today. You know the spot, where the water meets the sky? I sat there and watched a painted scene of orange and red as the sun went down across the town. We sat there, this summer, she and I, on a Friday night. We sat all night in that place where the water meets the sky, and then, the next day, when I awoke, she was no longer there. But anyways, I returned to that spot today, where the water meets the sky but something was missing, the magic wasn't there. Mother mother ocean, I have heard you call......