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Akira Chinen Aug 2017
Standing on the corner where all oceans end
Teaching starfish how to fly high up into the sky
And giving them words to sing of lullaby and dream
A never ending task as the starfish come and go
As wishes take their light and life
And they fall back into the breaking waves and mist
To take a moments rest from twinkling through eternal night
Until they feel the soft touch of the hand
Of the girl at oceans end
Akira Chinen Mar 2017
She was lost to the sad music fumbling weakly from the broken song box he placed in her heart and he was drowning in the sea of sorrows where within its pounding waves of fury he found her beautiful corpse and they lived on the inside of mirrors on the opposite side of loves dream and neither their palms or their lips could touch without filling with countless splinters of glass and the taste of salt and blood and lust locked their every kiss to clear views of eternity and a sharp pain cut through the skin and bone and soul as their hands embraced and fingers tangled but the thought of letting go was far more agonizing for either to bare and they both tied an anchor of melancholy hope to their ankles and peacefully sank through the misery and darkness of the world outside of their mirrors and smiled mad smiles at one another as their anchors tangled and came to rest at the bottom of Oceans End  and watched their lips bleed and drip and spell the others name and they were lost and found in the place they would never come together and never be apart from opposite sides of the same dream
Akira Chinen Mar 2017
She lives on the other side of dreams spending most of her time sitting on the bottom side of rainbows and every night locks of her hair paint each star in the sky and she always carries food for lost caterpillars and hummingbirds and knows the secret language of honey bees and butterflies and her favorite color is only known to the first leaf of the first branch of a tree older than time and life and she only ever shares it with those who know the truth and magic of love and if you ever get lost between dreaming and Oceans End all you have to do is close your eyes and reach out into the dark and she will pull you to the other side and dream you a pair of wings and some food and teach you how to speak to the bees and a butterfly will give you directions to not necessarily home but to the place your heart needs to go
Akira Chinen Mar 2017
She wove life from the threads and fate of dreams and she was and wasn't a dream herself
She had filled the first hourglass with the sand of the desserts of the time before and upon flipping it over set the hands and gears of the first clock in motion
There is no secret buried in the endless depths of the ocean she doesn't know and she was the one that had arranged and named every twinkling orb in the night sky
Using nothing but a small kiss and a sprinkle of magic from the colors of her eyes she brought dead starfish back to life and taught them to dance in the palms of her hands
And when she wasn't choreographing new ballets for the fish in her hands and the stars in the sky
She was collecting lost dreams and broken hearts and suturing the cracks closed and finding them new roads to follow and teaching laughter to the tears they had shed
And if you are every lost between always and heartache if you follow the roads and the sky of the starfish ballet you will find her sitting and waiting to weave you a new day and a new dream and a new fate under the street sign that reads
Oceans End

— The End —