Tall waves fall and raise,
riding the ocean calmness.
With sunk hurricanes,
searching for far shores,
as they gallop randomly,
they find destiny.
With soft diamond foam,
long streaks of sand kiss the tide
waltzing endlessly,
with wide open arms,
tenderly embracing fate
and the frail moonlight,
they dance with the wind
and wave a rose to the sky,
while reefs watch and praise
their sensuous moves
in every splashing touch
of loving wet salt.
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