Hallucination Heartbreak

Tip, tap, toes rowing across the blue surface of the sea- breezes play with my hair, tangly messes of blond rope form for the salty air to climb- Sun shining bright on his throne of Noon [The moon in her brig, in chains, wrought with stars] My skin, dry with erosion from wind blowing to my white gown; Sails- In blue hallucinations, In southwest oceans, I come to you, I see you, In dreams.