Portecho Nina
baby whales are sailing the sea
they’d love to catch a glimpse of thee
hundreds of miles they traveled along with me
a mountain lies under the moon
my curious eyes will be over you soon
trembling trees have been watching you wait in gloom
blimps and kites are clouding the skies
you and i are clinging from stars
clusters of comets are whirling before our eyes
whispering on celluloid leaves
i’m crafting my lullaby
