sorenbarrett

On the edge of a dream

I never felt I belonged on the ground

a balloon in a bush of thorns

Ah, that I were a cloud looking down

a silk cocoon wrapped in a blue blanket that warms

 

Held in the arms of the sun

I would float on the wings of ethereal dreams

Lifted by the breeze, joining it as one,

in a strawberry sky, feeding on rainbow beams

 

Bathed in a shower of stars

Rinsed by the light of the moon

Dried by the passionate heat of Venus and Mars

Enchanted in unconditional love\'s womb

by a sirenic Morpheous tune