Hold my dreams captive, like sunken ships, beneath layers of liquid azure.
Thoughts entwined with seaweed, lost voices echoing through sombre currents.
Each bubble is a fragile promise, released into the vast unknown.
Touch the Whispers
of Blue Coral Love
Amber Waves
of Breathless Truth
Currents and
the Hidden Grail
Silent Hymn
of Glittering Ripples
My heart, a shipwrecked lighthouse, remains anchored in reverie.
And in between the tides, our poems find the skies they were meant to soar.