The night sky twirls,
Whirls and swirls
along the wave of stars.
I swim in the sky of shimmer,
In the whirlpool of glitter.
I swim with the thin petal fins,
Gliding through the sky,
In my new slippery skin.
Heart shaped constellation,
Movements of liberation,
Both, Wiggly and glittery trials,
On a quest of different tailes.
A love story of the sun with the blues.
Between the night starry sky and the ocean's gloom.
A love story of the red and blue,
Of not becoming the purple,
But the sun and the moon.
I can be anything,
a wind and the wild,
Rain and tide,
dust and the sun,
A witch and a nun.
I can be anything,
Even, the sea and the sky
I can be anything,
Therefore, I can be nothing, peacefully
In my lucid dreams.