Bottle in the Sea

My thongs are full of sand as I walk to the sea,
Where out of the corner of my eye, something glints on the surface,
What could it be?
Does it serve a purpose?

A bottle deep green
With a message inside
And magic unseen
Floating in the tide

I pull off the cork and open it up,
The paper as white as a dove
In my hands the shape of the cup
The note had one word- Love