In the sunlight
The ocean looks like an aquamarine flower
The waves like pedals blowing on a vanilla-crème shore
The sunsets like pastel paintings...
As the sun sinks into the water
You almost expect credits to roll across the sky
Today was brought to you by God...
But as night falls
Starts to surface...
Because you know, underneath all that salty blackness
Something is waiting...patiently circling...waiting
mark marchetti 01/09