the minth sea

I've dreamt one night
so blue and calm
the wind wistled
only for my necessity
to breeze my face
to breeze foolish thoughts away
the ships stopped
and stared staring
the silver whale
was hanging on the pottery sky
eating my oranges
I've dreamt so blue and calm
the moon was staring
through the smallest key hole
waking up shadows
from behind the paintings
from under my eyelids
while the chocolate weaver
was sewing minth sea
so the water won't leak...
so the flood won't wake you up...