The breeze is calmer than the river that 

Flows with ease

The lilies glow red like blood-red seas

The clouds are what she sees 

Her stories are scarier than the bloody red seas

 

The garden is cut in half like green and red snakes at war

I would love to see those blue eyes that look like the blue sea and sky   

Having to see those is a wondrous black abyss 

Getting sucked into it 

Everyone's dream is something but mine is to dream with her 

 

The socotra dragon tree is like a natural umbrella

Protecting us from the boiling flames of the sun