Mar’s Personal Potion

I is a potion, begin
In the air, where nostrils sip
Molecules of Mirar el mar into your head,
Your hands. Listen
To Contemplar el cielo along
Spiral canals moving mood’s food
Into feet, and forage
For Sentir el aire en mi rostro
And find (it/them) finding you – is a potion
In motion, begin
Again, sip Bailar and swirl
Add La vida and twirl
And whole world whirls for you, feel that?
The potion of you fills the ocean, don’t forget!