The wind whips the waters into froth and waves, grey-green and black-blue. They brave the choppy waves in search of mermaids and glittering fish. They jump from sheer-cut cliffs down down into the awaiting chilly embrace of the Sea. Salt coats their lips like sweet sugar as they breath it down into their lungs, watching the run rise and scatter pink and white and cornflower blue through the sky and waves. Sometimes smooth as a shadowy mirror and other times the stuff of nightmares, they reflect what is shown in the Sea. They leave tokens of sun-bleached shells for the mermaids - for this IS their home territory - and wear starfish jewelry around their necks or tied to their wrists or even wrapped around their fingers.
They swim as fast as mermaids and are as giving yet temperamental as the Sea
Jelly limbs swim through a rose quartz pool to the ocean home Silly me, I thought I was destined to ride the highest wave and never return But dinosaur melodies dig through the evening And the little gentleman demands that I dance So I dance I dance and spin and twirl to the ocean home
I’ve been bathing in rose quartz and my cheeks have gone pink Giggles foreshadow dragonfly waltzes Silly me, I thought I was destined to wear a compass on my left arm and never return But the mother bear crawls across my spine She says, “Look, Look now,” So I raise my pink champagne glass And toast Bear shrugged shoulders Lifted by the stars home placed in my pupils
Location Oregon City Ill be leaving in about 2 weeks to Southern Oregon then ill be in Cali in about a month were are the rich men with boats lets go sailing you can dress me up an fuck me silly out on the ocean