Clouds whistling with grace in the sky.. The silence enchants a realm of dreams..
Science becomes absent.
Logic collapses..
Sense of the common becomes as wholesome as fractions.
The world around me dissipates, a storm of love precipitates.
It melts the shelter of nightmares that bound me.
The wind leads me to a familiar avenue..
One that was once compatible.
A foundation before but what now seemed impractical.
But follow I must.. I shall submit and entrust.. At your mercy I bow.. Its exactly as it seems...
Embrace me now, Enchant me with your warmth.
Encase me forever in your Land of Dreams...
-BMR