Dreams
Stars shine,
Little diamonds,
Moons beam,
Looking down,
Down on the world.
Green and blue,
Spinning colors,
Two pairs of eyes,
Two bodies,
Whirling, dancing,
Feet flashing.
Quickly tapping,
Ticking, clicking,
Tick tock, tick tock,
Time passes.
Flowers bloom,
Petals open,
Open a door
Into the world of
Dreams.
Dreams weaving
Our lives,
Lives of people,
Lives of our souls.
Souls made by
Starshine,
Dreams,
Moonbeams,
Sunlight,
Fire,
Soft, liquid drops,
The whistling wind,
Budding roses,
And the soft beauty
of the night.
When I wrote this, I was really bored. I decided to think of one thing, and then just make a somewhat flowing pattern from it. I chose stars to start with, because I have always felt connected to the 'perfect night picture' I believe we all have in our minds. When I got to 'Open a door' I decided to get philosophical on myself. And the result is what you see above.
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