With My Bestie, Michael


if you look at us again
you'll no longer judge our hues,
you'll no longer mock our fins,
though he's gold and I'm deep blue,
we're not different,
for our world is the seafloor, too.

together we'll dive with each ripple of the wave,
together we'll rise from the shore to its stones,
together we'll sway as the changing tide paves.

in the cold moonlight's glow,
bright yellow for our friendship,
and blue when inspiration flows.

and if you look at us again,
you'll no longer bring us flames,
you'll no longer tear our home,
instead, you'll join our games.

isn’t it better, more joyful?

let’s turn the sea into clouds,
let’s find a turtle to crown,
let’s befriend a dolphin, too,
let’s seek true joy all around,
and we’ll never wear a frown.

we won't be...