The ocean breathes, a rhythmic sigh,
With waves that shimmer, rise, and fly,
A dance of water, wild and free,
Whispers secrets to the sea.
Each wave a brushstroke, soft and grand,
Painting the shore with gentle hand,
Cresting high in a frothy crown,
Then crashing down with a joyful sound.
They beckon forth with a siren's call,
Lifting hearts, enchanting all,
In sunlit glimmers, in moonlit glow,
They weave a magic only they know.
The playful swell, the rolling tide,
A constant pull, a timeless guide,
With every ebb, with every flow,
The ocean sings of love and woe.
So let us chase those waves so bright,
Underneath the stars at night,
For in their charm, we find our place,
Lost in the ocean's warm embrace.

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