Oh, to be held,
in water’s cool embrace,
like a silver moon,
softly kissed by grace.

The waves, they whisper,
a song so light,
adding to our moment,
under the night.

In the depths where shadows play,
water reflects, in its gentle sway.
Each ripple carries a sweet refrain,
as we surrender, to love’s soft reign.

Where water meets shore, we find our peace,
in the tender embrace, where all worries cease.