Exertion's End

[just mercedes]

I'm getting that the physical journey you both take is matched by an emotional one, and in each, you arrive at the eternal sea, mother of us all. I've left some comments on the lines. I think you just need to chop away a bit, then take another look. It's a good extended metaphor that you could strengthen.



The dulcet waves met my ears at a distance,
rising in soft crescendo as our bikes approached the sea
on a root strewn path.

We chose the toughest route up, testing the tires, This is where your poem starts, for me. 
attacking the pedals, and embracing the anguish
in a bellicose frenzy up the bosky incline. 'bosky' sticks out here. (As did 'dulcet' but I nixed that whole stanza. : ) But if you add 'up' to your first line, you can cut the last four words. I like 'frenzy' here, for meaning as well as repeated sound rhymes.

My eyes stung with sweat  I like the sensory jab here
as we began the breakneck descent descent / down - do you need both?
down the hill's rear end. 

When we burst from the trees, the salt air kissed my lungs, I'd put a line break at 'trees', no comma. No comma after 'lungs' either.
and the ocean cold made us squeal 'ocean cold' is a bit clunky - is it 'cold ocean' or 'ocean's cold'? 'made us' feels passive - maybe try 'we squealed' somehow
before a tired quiet fell upon us,
and we heard the ocean speak. I really like this ending