Marina 


I float beneath the surface
without need of harsh air
sun-flecks flutter downwards, lost in blue
I breathe the water: oxygen reddens my blood
redder than coral


shoals of fish dart and twist in bright chorus
slow creatures nestle and forage among
dark boulders where weeds
fan out like flukes
waving softly as 
my hair


I pause
feel the silver locket
bump gently at my breast
dive back, head over tail like dolphins.