On her carpet of dreams
\nWe sailed into the night
\npurple eye liner
\nthe moon seemed so bright
\nover the tree tops
\nthe goddess and I
\nboth feeling wan
\nbut not knowing why
\nthere was wind but no frost
\nwhich helped us to fly
\nto the land of vast plains
\nwhere the dragons do ply
\nmedieval type boots
\ncriss crossed with a tie
\nan exquisite bold tunic of lilac
\nI sigh
\nI sigh, because these were the colours
\nshe wore
\nand despite looking ashen
\nI just knew for sure
\ntonight she was beautiful
\na kind of glee
\ntook over my spirit
\nfor she was with me
\nI could share all she proffered
\nand just feel so free<\/p>\n
On a carpet of dreams
\nwith her great hairy coat
\nover telephone wires
\nwe gently did float
\nabsorbing messages
\nsent far and wide
\nand feeling the happiness
\nso deep inside
\nshe wore leggings of black
\nshining purposefully
\nand a swirl of a shawl
\nas random, as could be
\nshe clung to me softly
\nand what I could feel
\nwas the beat of her heart
\nwhich just seemed to reveal
\nher warmth
\nand her love
\nand her tenderness, we
\nseemed together for ever
\nit was just meant to be <\/p>\n
I felt cold for an instant
\nbut her warm embrace
\njust scattered more moonbeams
\nall over the place
\nfire flies did revel
\nand chase us, as we
\nsailed through the sky
\non sweet thermals of glee
\nto a land of high peaks
\nwhich was warmer than where
\nwe had started our flight
\nand pure darkness did share
\nto a land of soft blossoms
\nand ethereal scent
\nwhere the King of the dragons
\nhad clearly spent
\nyears his significant other its seems
\nwas a lass from the great faerie city
\nof Dreams.
\nsleep swimming swans, swam happily on
\nmild mirrored mere’s
\nand, out upon
\ninfinity’s shadow, and mountains so high
\nwhere great snowy peaks
\npeeped out of the sky
\nover cool vineyards of frothy debate
\nwhere the overall mood
\nseemed somewhat sedate
\nit felt cooler twas true
\nbut the joy that I held
\nin my heart was so warm
\nalmost unparalleled
\nand there in a deep valley
\nwonderful trees
\nand a herd of svelte elephants
\nthat seemed to please
\nmy goddess, for she loved
\nthe elephant’s, and
\nwas pleased they were here
\ngrazing on this green land
\nacul, was a boy her lad from before
\nwhose mind had developed
\nand he did adore
\nthe goddess, as I did
\nfor her lilac sphere
\nand her wonderful aura
\nand greatness of cheer
\nhe could somehow create
\nin his digital way
\nelectrical impulses
\nthat seemed to play
\ninto the psyche and stimulate so
\nthe grey matter pathways
\nthat helped our thoughts flow
\nhe thus was our catalyst
\nand to perceive
\nand to glean more ideas
\nfrom what was make believe
\nour imagination was heightened
\nas such
\nwhich brought us together
\nwhich I loved so much<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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