The Mist

I dreamed
because of you and circumvented
on a wisp of clouds
a vapour
I mist
you.
I flailed and floundered
the beached dolphin
of sin and desperation
tired and interpretation
to find land and sand
and the blow hole suffocated
I tried
to appease and pleas
went begging
on a shore ditched land
with only castles
built by
me and the sea.