Romantic traveller

This is a poetic reflection on the speaker's love for a sun-warmed valley beyond the Sierra Madre. They are drawn to the smell of salt and surf, the sound of the Pacific tide, and the sense of community with their friends. The place evokes a feeling of freedom and joy, like catching a wave. The speaker feels a deep connection to this place, as if it is a part of their identity. What is it that keeps pulling me back here, down this familiar road, to this sun-warmed valley beyond the Sierra Madre? Is it the smell of the salt and surf? The sound of the Pacific tide against Powhacan rock? The people, my friends. How this place brings us together. How it whispers in shadows and dazzles the eye, the way she looks at me here, the feeling of freedom, of catching a wave. A touch of music and laughter in this cradle of lavender, this Cerulean lagoon, like a song I know by heart, or an old family recipe, it's who I become here, who I've always been.