I wear my bath costume
And I surf by the ocean

Devoted
I never miss a day.

May the Sun provide you the comfort
The Moon stripped you of

You know nature?
That messed up wonder.
I got it in my veins.
In my blood
That is why I bloom.

It is this thing with the human.
We got associations for everything.
A round vowel.
Square consonant.
For the touch of breeze on the skin.
Well absorbing it,
It might be some sort of mistake!?
Joke of Gods!
But they call it human!
Or art!
Nature

The universe is unexpected
Bizarre
Full of twists
And he is my father
I must have inherited it from him.

Come and look at me
As I get high in poetry
Poetry.

Understanding brought me to fiction this time.
I am the siren.
Daughter of the ocean

You cannot tell love!
You can only catch,
Visions of it!
Dream like!
Played as it lives on human constructions.