The Sea Poem by kendall thomas

This is how the sea moves:
Hips undulant
Like a naked woman who is dreaming,
Who is eager for love
And despairing.
The sea is like this:
Like a woman who has no illusions,
Who feels stirrings of lust within her.
The sea moves as a woman who is proud,
With shoulders squared back,
Who approaches calmly or angrily.
This is how the sea moves:
Against my thigh lapping
And without shame,
Or regrets or demands,
Moving without restraint,
Natural and free.