LunaMoonBox

The souring colors of the watery depths
Sing to me as I sleep.
From the pink corals of the salty sea,
To the sands soft to soothe.

These fins of mine trail behind,
My tail highlighted in the rippled light 

Once again the time has come
The day for you to have your fun
But where is it that you came from
Beyond the world of the shining sun?

The person who played and sang with me
Clouded with smiles from ear to ear

Far away from my awakened eyes 
Was the sound of heaven.
But I could hear the weakened cries
From a girl aged seven.

The tears that dropped were severed jewels
Their color a silver white.

I often think about my childhood,
Where the birds and bees flourish at dawn.
It's funny to think that I was there once,
Like a dream that I wish to remember.

When I try to see the things again,

The sweet voice of Maribel 
Is something to reckon with.
I find myself in her embrace,
Arms wrapped around in safety.
She sings to me, her songs like a harp,
Accompanied by the sounds of water.

The gentle breeze of the sea kisses my cheeks in a red glow.
My body is heavy, the weight
Of the world pulling me down.
I can hear it all, the birds in their morning call
And the wolves who howl, their cries to the moon