The curl 

That rings
In a restrained note
 
These are the dreams 
We sing for
 
A golden hair
Half-dark lifts
At the nape of my neck
 
These are the dreams 
We sing for 
 
Can feel
Her eyes 
Closing in focus
 
Searching
The breadth
Of the power of lungs
 
These are the dreams 
We sing for 
 
These are the gifts
We give small children
 
These are the dreams
We search for 
 
Surrender
To training
Making vocal jet streams
 
These are the dreams
We hope for 
 
Giving in
To what 
We are made for
 
To hit 
Ocean floors
And rise like a torrent
 
These are the dreams
We live for
 
Without
The chance
No new mermaids will be born
 
These are the dreams
We should encourage
 
We are solid
For such a short time
 
These are the dreams
We sing for
 
So a voice
Can echo 
Against 
A piano
 
And create a the sea’s true aria 
 
©️ 2023 Genevieve Ray