Lathey Fish Poem by Armadillo Poet

When I dream
I see her folded

Almost head to toe

When she looks
She spreads her hand

And I think
In this moment she looks
Like she wants to swim

Almost like a fish

So as is want in dreams
She was there
But now a fish

Then she continues

Smiles coyly
Unbends and
Drifts away

I reach my hand
To grasp at her fading fin
But touch only blue

As she gets away
My heart sinks
In fact my face sinks
My toes and heels sink

I can make out
The last lines
Of her figure
As my mouth fills up
With shells

Yet, as my eyes
Are almost the level
Of a flounder

She alights
A glow in the deep
A gentle gold

I feel myself take
Flight towards her

And after her I swim