I feel the sand as it rolls around in my toes
The wind as it makes the smallest knots in my hair
I smell the salty mist rise from the ocean as it finally reaches my nose
It all feels like a dream, doesn't it?
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a very beautiful poem, , where reality and dream are so effectively juxtaposed, , , the mundane and material end up in spiritual[[paradise]] thanx
the mingling and meshing of dreamland and cold reality done very well... makes a lot of sense nice cheers