Little surfer girl Framed by the sun and waves and sand Sun-kissed skin Slender muscles On display for her captive audience Pulse in sync With the steady music Of the shore's breathing Attracting the spray and roar Of almighty Poseidon Lithe body Gliding on the water Like how she has Implacably skipped and splashed Over the breaking hearts Of so many who have pined after her
I need but a glance To invite me To paddle out and see If I can conquer her waves.
I knew the risks when I went surfing this weekend, and the predictable happened.