Looking up…
At what is almost forgotten

Not visible to the naked eye 
You and me naked 
Here…
As the cars whizz by

Sinking.. slowly…
Into sleep
All curled up and snug
Looking up at 
The bottom of the seabed

Drifting, as slowly as
The notes on a scale

We have little care to
Wake up and greet the sun 
Shimmering at the tip
Of the sea sigh

© David R Mellor 2015