A Dream State not far from Godwana

On her carpet of dreams
We sailed into the night
purple eye liner
the moon seemed so bright
over the tree tops
the goddess and I
both feeling wan
but not knowing why
there was wind but no frost
which helped us to fly
to the land of vast plains
where the dragons do ply
medieval type boots
criss crossed with a tie
an exquisite bold tunic of lilac
I sigh
I sigh, because these were the colours
she wore
and despite looking ashen
I just knew for sure
tonight she was beautiful
a kind of glee
took over my spirit
for she was with me
I could share all she proffered
and just feel so free

On a carpet of dreams
with her great hairy coat
over telephone wires
we gently did float
absorbing messages
sent far and wide
and feeling the happiness
so deep inside
she wore leggings of black
shining purposefully
and a swirl of a shawl
as random, as could be
she clung to me softly
and what I could feel
was the beat of her heart
which just seemed to reveal
her warmth
and her love
and her tenderness, we
seemed together for ever
it was just meant to be

I felt cold for an instant
but her warm embrace
just scattered more moonbeams
all over the place
fire flies did revel
and chase us, as we
sailed through the sky
on sweet thermals of glee
to a land of high peaks
which was warmer than where
we had started our flight
and pure darkness did share
to a land of soft blossoms
and ethereal scent
where the King of the dragons
had clearly spent
years his significant other its seems
was a lass from the great faerie city
of Dreams.
sleep swimming swans, swam happily on
mild mirrored mere’s
and, out upon
infinity’s shadow, and mountains so high
where great snowy peaks
peeped out of the sky
over cool vineyards of frothy debate
where the overall mood
seemed somewhat sedate
it felt cooler twas true
but the joy that I held
in my heart was so warm
almost unparalleled
and there in a deep valley
wonderful trees
and a herd of svelte elephants
that seemed to please
my goddess, for she loved
the elephant’s, and
was pleased they were here
grazing on this green land
acul, was a boy her lad from before
whose mind had developed
and he did adore
the goddess, as I did
for her lilac sphere
and her wonderful aura
and greatness of cheer
he could somehow create
in his digital way
electrical impulses
that seemed to play
into the psyche and stimulate so
the grey matter pathways
that helped our thoughts flow
he thus was our catalyst
and to perceive
and to glean more ideas
from what was make believe
our imagination was heightened
as such
which brought us together
which I loved so much