Serve's up

the scent of you
enough to break through
raise the mast high
wave that flag of white
spread eagle below
anxious in the undertow

the tides rush in
the possibility of a win
rise to the occasion
an insatiable temptation
between the troughs
up my gears, rough

take control and fetch
the crest you'll sketch
chop the swell before
these buttons turn sore
give the order to fire
macking the desire.