The sea

The sea is always on my mind. I had a little talk with her yesterday in Renesse. With greetings from a mutual friend. As always she tried to seduce me.
I want to share two lines from a poem too personal to publish:

"Ik speel door, het water rond mijn voeten,
In mijn hoofd altijd het geluid van water."

I go on playing, the water round my feet,
In my head always the sound of water.

After I die, I want my ashes to be united with her.