This is an ocean breeze I feel!

Not natural to landlocked Oklahoma!

And this is not concrete,

But my bare feet in the sand.

I swear I can feel the salty waves

Kissing my feet,

And that I can smell the sea,

The deep part where the water's still still pure.

And can I feel the fall and rise

Of swollen tides?

Where am I now?

Where are you?

-jenn