"Once more into my arid days like dew, / Like wind from an oasis, or the sound / Of cold sweet water bubbling underground, / A treacherous messenger, the thought of you.
The sea is a churning expanse of blue, white and green. The gray caps and frothy foam crown a roiling, rolling bowl of water. If you love water, doesn't this just make you giddy inside? Water fascinates me.