The coastline.
In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean. 
The Coastline..
I fell in love with her on a December morning.
I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.
Her power.
I walked quickly to her.
She was dancing on the shore.
Nothing could equal her beauty.
I gazed in wonder for hours sitting on the sand.
How could I have not escape to her beauty before this day?
Now I walk up and down the shore.
Watching the waves.
The beauty of her be-witched my heart.
I knew when I left her.
I would yearn for her sight.
Never be complete till she was dancing my feet again.
My love was the Pacific ocean.
The peaceful sea.
I wish to be with her today.
Coyote
December 1992
Very thoughtful poem ❤️
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Lovely. The ocean never disappoints.
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I agree dear Dawn. I live near the Great Lakes. One day, I will visit Big Sur again. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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i have not been to the Pacific but i have swam in the Atlantic many many times. The pacific ocean in on my bucket list.
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You would love Art. Less rocky and so many places to visit. I will return one day. Thank you for reading and the comment. I was lucky. USA Army stationed me in Monterey for three years.
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Beautiful words for a dear love of mine also 🌊 ⭐️😊
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The Pacific will never break our heart. I would love to live at Big Sur for a year. I would wrote my novel and I would never complain. Thank you for reading and the comment.
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