The Surfer's Ride

He rode the waves, with grace and skill,

His body bronzed, and his hair wind-tossed still.

I watched from the shore, as he cut through the sea,

And I longed to join him, to experience wild ecstasy.

With a smile, he beckoned me to ride,

And I dove into the water, my heart open wide.

We rode the waves, and the passion flowed,

As we explored the depths of the sea and our souls.