A Sea of Streams & Sails

I imagine a dolphin, swaying in the winds; and I imagine a
Bobcat, panting prey. A small brocket, fawns for its mother;
And hyenas, wait the shadows. Life is so beige; and nature,
So wild. I sail a teal smile; and row, a grey hope. My eyes,
A brown lemur; and many speak innocence; but I bounce,
Akin to kangaroos; and I sin, akin to darkness; and I muse,
Asian water; and I ponder, wild vines. Pet the sea lion, love:
She dances such glee; and happy souls, her warmth. The sun
Is sad, a hint of fate; and captured rays, a flaming flux; and
Still the otter, filters not; and still the dolphin, sways the
Winds. My cobra cape, a subtle fox; and pigeon coups, a
Psychic storm; but civet joy, an image fair; and bleeding
Palms, a faint despair. Indeed a cat, ponders life; and cheetah
Speed, a rabbit’s strife.