A Sky so Blue it Bursts

I like it here, under your sea.
Floating on my back, seaweed is tickling my spine.
I am so weightless and my skin welcomes the cool.
Above me the sky is loud.
Sunlight, shining bright, rude and intruding, tries to break the surface, tries to smack me, like the little bitch deserves. It crackles and somewhere I hear friends and enemies laughing or crying. I can't say for sure.
Dancing all around me are fallen stars, tired of the sky's demands, seeking refuge in this here wonderland. Some of them carress my skin on their way, hide under my drifting body, exhaling in relief.
The silence is my mother, embracing me with all her love.
Dear, dark, still sea, let me lay here a while longer, until a fishing hook snears me and pulls me back up to air.
I'll breathe, I swear.