You’re a surfer,
riding waves day and night…
Some towering, some calming
Some gentle, some brutal…
You ride with pride
You’re a zestful surfer…

You’re a thinker
Thoughts usher when it’s sun or moon…
Some stirring, some uninspiring
Some moving, some stalling..
You think and not blink
You’re a hopeless thinker…

You’re an emotional
Feelings swarm ashore…
Some intense, some trivial
Some distant, some desolate…
You feel and don’t repeal
You’re strongly emotional…

You’re a surfer,
You’re a thinker,
You’re an emotional…
All within a shell
that’s no sheer magic,
perhaps a bit cryptic…

It can’t be worded,
Never can be explained..
It can’t be rational,
Never can be debated…
It can only be felt,
on the surface,
and deep under…

She’s your reason,
Your one true cause…
She’s your inner core,
Your critical mass…
She’s your life,
its line, wave and axis…

You’re a surfer,
You’re a thinker,
You’re an emotional,
She’s your waves,
She’s your thoughts,
She’s your feelings,

She can be –
     a person,
     a dream,
     a pleasure, or
     a success, but;
She’s your passion…
You’re a mortal,
She’s your soul.

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