I have a question on the following lyrics.

Would you consider them soft p*** or a metaphorical song about the ocean's beauty in the summertime and my longing to go back in her??? On the shores of a natural woman ©-2019-MFB III Productions My Miss Dee Ocean In the long winters of my Geographical despair Land locked and cold cocked from what I love to share My Miss D. Ocean my Summer love always faithfully there haunting the empty shell of my soul I long for her like all the women I‘ve cherished and I miss already those warm hollows where she allows me to lay, the way she moves against me, pulling and pushing me into her salty sprays, Sharing the bright blue cobalt of her distant eyes, as she urges me to float in the cradle of her undulations. I can still taste her tang, and remember the depths I went to in her, touching her bottom with my fingers gripping for purchase against her flowing arched impulses grasping and then expelling me over and over....again. Under the sunshine glowing so warmly on us, accompanied by the soprano sighs of the gulls that match her fervent whispers, and my bliss beyond compare. Through all my Novembers to my March towards her liquid warmth I exist as a crab horseshoed in the cubby of my wood burning stove sharing only the placebo fervor of her embrace.... My Miss Dee Ocean my Summer love always faithfully awaiting the empty shell of my soul. Art~Whimsically Yours Studio ©-2019-Matthew F. Blowers III

Matthew Frederick Blowers