Arthur & Iris

7- The Dream

Sometimes Iris would drift off and dream about

The heavenly paradise she was forced to live without

Her white tinted wooden beach house

Blue sky above our heads

Sandy grounds under our feet

A wooden pathway that lead

To the tips of the sea painting the beach

The salt water hugs my curves

And carries my body and its hurt

My broken heart would sink and fade away

And my pain would lose itself with the waves

My smile could finally beam and glow

And my peace could last forevermore

Children's laughs layer with the ocean's voice

Arthur would smile at me in peace and join

It's like my heavy heart is now hollow void

And our souls are soaked in aquamarine joy

When the sun leaves the sky

And the distant stars take on

We'd watch the sea in its slumber

And talk about the hell we left forever