He loved chasing his "drowned self".
While surfing her waves.
Waited for her highest tides,
Being enveloped, being embraced and sometimes,
Blown away by her flow.
They got tired at times and allowed
One, to rule the other.
"Explain to me your mammoth success as a surfer?"
......He gazed at her across the window....
Where she was fiddling with some plants...
"MY OCEAN LET ME BE"
