The pounding of the surf upon smooth sand
And foam curls softly over velvet beach;
The whisper of the breeze cries its command
Revealing to me, I'm whom it seeks to reach.
The wind calls out of your sweet love for me
With breath of salty air, it courts my soul
And essence of your kiss so heavenly;
You fill my emptiness and make me whole.
Enfolded in the arms of your embrace
A harbor safe at last from raging storm;
I dearly long to look upon your face
Disclosing tenderness and love so warm.
Surrendering, the shore receives the sea;
And enraptured, I do yield so willingly
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