She died in her sleep last night,

Because of her extreme thought

that birthed from blossoming

ocean flowers

*

They lushly sway

in the endless seas

of "what if's" and the

creation of wonder...

*

She drowned in the waters

waiting for the waves to

take her away from the

deranged shore of her reality.

*

A mermaid she was not

*

A soft sea creature she never was

*

But a lover, oh a lover...indeed she was born.

*

After years and years

of vividly painted dreams

of Eden's rivers and the

Mercurial waters of no-man's land,

she fell so far deep into

the thick lustful gravity of her sleep

her dreams and her wishes

became her demise.

*

[She died in her sleep last night,

Because of her extreme thought

that birthed from blossoming

ocean flowers,

The thought that her dreams could

take her away from her life,

just for an hourglass's worth of

sweet precious time,

if only she had known that

in dreamland,

sand was endless but life

was just a myth.]