Little Nanook's Diary

i was wearing white lace and the skies were purple, there were flowers in my curly hair. and there she stood in front of me. she appeared from behind the carousel, her dark hair and cherry lips in the middle of the crowd. little beluga lost in a whirpool. i closed my eyes. too scared to open them and not see her anymore. too scared to realize that she was just my mind fooling me once more. i closed my eyes. and drops of rain fell on my cheeks. and her sweet cherry blossom perfume.
oh little crying beluga.
i wont open my eyes.

i know.
i know.
you now lay below my feet.