just like that.

When I close my eyes and forget the world, let all my memories fade, start a new life, yes, I dream. I can see a pretty thing carry me off to new land of snakes flying and books crying, of a place I can never imagine going, I stand. On a rainy day I'd walk across a forlorn street hand in hand with someone I'd prefer knowing. A cloudy morning with a lazy stretch and a warm cup of milk, or a moonlit night in an elegant setting where footsteps speak the love. A sunny day on the beach with the waves to sing for me or a leafy avenue thats showers down on me its green. A bunch of pretty fragrant flowers from a secret admirer or a glamorous river of flowing dark chocolate. All alone on a speeding swing i'd fly to reach the skies, or plathora of colours that cover the sky with millions of kites. A deadly scream for nothing or a freakish laugh for nothing at all, those tears of crystal that pours from my eyes after a sad movie. With bliss to greet me and love to adorn me, all alone I stand, with butterflies pink and yellow that fly around me, that I always always wished to see. To see the soap turn bubbles and fly up, high up to reach the skies, that cast upon me a hundred colours that the whole world failed to show me. I wonder and still wonder if the world were any smaller that I could fold into my palm and see what happens. Some things like these are more than what they seem. Of happiness bliss and everything that I could imagine. Some things in life dare to happen but the rest stays back, safe and sound in my fascinating world, My world of dreams.