Edit 2: Love in Retrospect

[LunaDeLore]

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I’m lost in dichotomy and I feel perfectly at home ------->Cutting back on the first person and going with an active voice would make this a much better read
between the perfectly bright colors, such as pink and green, ---->Juxtaposition is a concern for me here with you placement of perfectly...dropping "the perfectly" would help too...Maybe something like bright colors such as....contoured perfectly....
that are contoured by a dark shade of blue.
 
A flock of mermaids make way through the oceans of my subconscious, ---->When thinking of flock this readers tends to think more of birds than fins or fish.
One lost soul gets stranded on the pearly beaches of a small island;
A lush piece of distorted reality where a small manor stands.
 
Painted white with the clouds and supported by oaken columns made of dreams, compounding this line seems somewhat daunting
It was a three-storied house, straight out of Freud’s fairytale.
From the attic I catch a glimpse of my unexpected guest.----> This is somewhat sticky in terms of imagery. Where is the unexpected guest, in the attic?
 
Posthaste I make my way outside to her aid,
barefooted, with grains of sand sticking to my feet.
I stretch out my hand to her as I see she was gasping for breath. -----> Again there is a lot of instances of "I" in this line
 
I summoned the rain hoping that it would calm her down.
As it caressed our skin, I caught a glimpse of her face; -----> This is boring like it is... Maybe for example: catching a glimpse of her face as the rain caressed our skin, her Aquamarine eyes sent waves of infatuation throughout... (or something along those lines)
Aquamarine eyes that sent waves of infatuation throughout.
 
My heart would beat in unison with the billows of the sea -
Ever more so violent with the clouds crashing down.
I brought her inside and would cater to her every whim.
 
While happy, she had but one wish: for the storm to subside.
Yet we both knew she couldn’t live without the rain.
-   And just like that, I let her go into the blue abyss.
 
My soaked clothes a staunch reminder that we weren’t meant to be.
Only moments later, the harsh realization that I was the one  My question here is "do you need the restriction?"
who had never considered of jumping into the deep ocean for her. ----->More like Jumping into her deep ocean

I really appreciate the content or what you're attempting to convey to readers, and mermaids are cool. However, like most good works, this poem needs revision to reach it's full potential. I hope that my suggestions will aid you during your revision and again, I do like your poem.

Keep writing.

Luna