Water

A clink and splash 
From a full glass of water
Gets my senses started.
I watch the
Big glass with green stripes
Around it 
Avidly
Wondering and 
Knowing
Why a simple glass can get me tingling.
I know why.
Water. 
At the very thought of this word
I'm pulled 
First to the ocean
Crashing
Melodic waves
Lap the shore
Reminding me of warm 
Sand
And cool
Water. Floating among the salty, open sea
I feel more mysefl than ever. 
Zip... and I'm in 
The above ground pool 
With flecks of grass in it
Splashing
Swimming like
A seal, smooth
Like cream. 
Again, a change 
And I have been transported 
To the lake
The cold tingling
The slide off the dock
The shouts of ectasy.
The pool again
Then, the ocean
Back to the lake
And then with a whoosh...... 
I'm staring at the 
Wide glass with the green stripes.
Thinking no more about
Water.