Dreaming of Tinapa

I was a lonely man
with nothing to do
but dream -
dream of happyness
and smiles.
I used to close
my eyes and fly
off to the ocean
where I would sit with
everyone I know on
top of purple and green
corals.

Such joy whenever
we sit down -

I still fly off whenever
I can, but I don't close my eyes nor
dream anymore.