I Want To Dream Again...

©  NsM

in a field full of fairies that understand how to fly
a place where no real people exist
no pain or tears
just pixie dust and angel wings
the smell of pleasure
air so comforting
lush
butterflies flutter
whispers of love in your ear as you pass on by
the smell of flowers intoxicating your mind
streams pooling into circles of circles
just incase you need to see a reflection...
a reflection that will let you see into your soul
with beautiful bubbles of all your being
a smile will form upon your inner
bliss
in the grass looking up into the sky
from morning dew to midnight stars
see what you feel...feel what you see
time withholding on the clock
dancing in the wet grass of the morning
the sound of your dreams awakens you...
from the comfort of your angel walk!