Clione

A floaty feeling deep underwater Breath bubbling from my lips Your soft glow illuminates the deep A whimsical view of sea angels surround me My hand reaches out to the choir Their wings swimming in the currents Ah, what a beautiful sight As the air leaves from my lungs Entrusting my heart to the spirits Leaving my sorrow behind The warmth remains as I close my eyes Your gentle touch grasps my hand A tender kiss on my cheek For a moment, I forget myself How I wish to abandon my soul Weighted and worn down with grief But then I open my eyes And see your transparent heart Two empty souls in an intimate embrace A sea angel revered by a despaired believer A broken man gazing upon a Clione