Wet in Wailea, where waves crash and roar,
I dream of passion, love’s sweet roar.
My body sings a song, a primal call,
And in my slumber, I leap tall.
The moon is full, the night aglow,
And in my dreams, I dance with a beau.
His arms around me, we twirl and spin,
Together in passion, a wild sin.
The sea is a stage, and we are the stars,
Our bodies fluid, our movements bizarre.
Our love a banner, wild and free,
A symbol of the passion we want to be.
Our hearts beat fast, our souls aflood,
The sea sprays from the blowhole, a pulsing flood.
Together we are love’s boundless force,
A new creation, your ocean the source.
