Veil thins and teal dye tempts.
Remind the world that you’re a mermaid.
The tease of dreaminess.
Lose yourself but be careful.
On dates with her, adventure tends to bubble.
The coffeeshop is closed but we sneak in anyway.
There’s an event.
They give us free drinks
As if we signed up for any of this.
Or we’re in a bar that doubles as an old-world wax museum.
She takes pictures of me but the backgrounds are grotesque.
The bartender apologizes for something and she compliments his apron.
He blurts out that we’re both sexy.
I laugh but mostly I just feel dizzy.
I get anxious over lonely nightmares and dreams coming true.
I’m not always sure what my dreams even are.
A tidal wave of iridescent bliss hits my imagination
And I worry that I’ll miss it
Or not take correct advantage of it.
The mermaid sees the wave and dives into it.
Without fear, without thought
Just warm water and sunlight
Moving her body as it was always meant to move
Pleasure without overthink.
If you let yourself get swept up
You will not drown
As long as you remember to breathe.