Ocean Sonata

I want to see the ocean and feel her cool caress; to dance inside her salty spray when she is at low tide; to feel her waves as they roll in; to leap at their approach. To jump those waves has got to be the ultimate fun ride. I want to see the ocean while lying on a beach; to view her sun-drenched splendor shimmering blue-green. As eventide approaches I want to see her too mirroring a twilight sky of crimson-tangerine. I want to see her day and night, but moody she can be! She rages with the tempests, but often she is calm. When zephyr whispers to her, I love her soft replies. I feel the freshness of her scent and know she is my balm. I want to see, to touch, to feel, and breathe the ocean in; to fall to sleep beside her when the misty-hued full moon reflects upon her cobalt depths, and when the night is warm, I want my dreams, like rippled waves, with her to be in tune!