We walk beside the water, hand in hand
Symbolically, the water’s always pure
She guides me to a place where we can stand
And watch the beauty; all I see is her
I often turn and pull her toward my soul
Her motion is reflected in the sea
And turning thus, she gives me full control
I kiss her, and I feel her kissing me
The waves are like the rhythms of our hearts
Like spirits brought to life with vibrant love
We navigate our ocean without charts
It’s more than just the life we’re dreaming of
The water’s pure and warm; it’s vast and deep
And though the dream is ours, we’re not asleep.