Another Attempt at a Poem

Waves

The ocean’s rhythmic waves are like a dance.
The art of making love;
Deep sighing in and out.

The push and pull of both the earth and sea;
Two body’s give and take;
Most powerful release.

A pulsing in the air that burns the throat and nose.
It is the sweat of sea,
And saltiness of skin.

A small blue tear that blocks what is my sight;
Bright sun that does reflect,
Green ocean of your eyes.

Roused moaning and soft crying of the sea;
Its hum which give the night
Sweet rhythmic sounds of waves.