my dream

a faint grasp

majestically sleek with the stream 
at its highest peak does the ocean gleam ever so gently 
when luna kisses 
overwhelming divinity 
water nymphs such as herself 
entice the souls of Poets 
bound by the coil 
am I pressed for desire

a wingless maiden
yet so carefree in her endeavors 
it’s touching 
yet fleeting