Dreams
Ahoy! I set sail; enticed.
Mighty oceans are weaved.
The sails billow in awe; I see
The almost tangible neverland.
Clinging to an ethereal dream,
Clinging to a burning candle.
Evanescent? No, it’s a memory.
The fragile delight to my heart.
My companions, the moon flowers,
Oh! The nocturnal bliss shines.
For ages, waiting for their love,
Their hearts put forth.
My dreams blooms as flowers,
That I lay in your path.
Tread on them gently.
Bringing them to life.
The epitome of beauty,
Your indescribable charisma,
My dreams filled with thee,
The ornaments of the worlds I see.
Oh! The virulence of god,
I can sleep no more in peace.
All such beauty imposed in me,
Impalpable…mercy, mercy.
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