L’etoile De Mer(The Starfish)

For years I had known your eyes looked at them in dreams although unseen ‘til now for years I had known your eyes would be the eyes I loved to look into but having to wait (prepared patiently to wait) for the reality of you to happen to me & now I watch over your sleeping still dreaming of the fancy dress party from which we have just returned in this early mist of dawn false eyes drawn on eyelids opening now in closing staring back at me from the threshold of who you are hair black as a raven’s wing an orange starfish still clutched in your dreaming hand I too falling asleep me telling myself “Vous ne revez pas...vous ne revez pas! ” ****** And this is the story of how that starfish got to be there in the first place! L’ETOILE(The Star) Unable to swim but willing to dive I plunge from the honeymoon boat left bobbing on a blue created with sunlight & water I dive to the bottom of the sea become a fish flippered & snorkled hold now a starfish clutched in my hand fascinated until gazing up I see above me the dreaming boat asleep on a thin blue line of sunlight & water & I 70ft below it I suddenly realising I can’t swim somehow make it back to the surface holding the starfish that you sleeping now clutch in your dreaming hand.