I go to bed early,

Nestled between rocks

That the sun shone on all day.

They keep me warm as I toss and turn and dream.

Waves splash steadily 

The whole night through.

Are they tossing, turning, too?

Do they have a star-crossed love

Like I do?

I wake in the night and look at the stars

And feel the urge to speak,

But there are so many of them,

And I'm shy,

So I shrug myself up into the night and stay quiet,

And wait for the sun.

For one on one, I'm fine,

So I wait,

A mermaid, up late, up early.

I wait for the sun to come up,

To talk to him

In the morning.

-jenn