When your breath catches high up, and every nerve ending tells you to stop!
What is it that happens when you literally take the plunge, and envelope yourself in the briny, endless silence of water, suspended, nothing below your feet to hold you up, and there you float.
No matter how far you stray from the edge of the land, from the places where the sea begins, no matter how many years without it, or how many babies keep your feet on dry land,
you cannot ever take the salt out of your skin.
You will dream about it, run there in your sleep,
until it finds you again.