i have been dreaming in ocean
blue and diving below the surface
of myself for miles. i think i might
have sung the sun, begun to
understand the bidding of this
breeze. i’ve squeezed the last
quiet plopped drop out of these
old veins and stained my own
skin with poems, which you
may now read at whim,
“sung the sun” “plopped drop” And then the ending “since” – very powerful poem.
Stained my own skin with poems – I believe that of you!
The forever combined with since makes a great ending!