Taste of A Dream

The night has fallen like a sensual sillk that laces the skin.

My eyes grow heavier, as I make my way up the chilly zig-zag of stairs.

I crawl under the milky sheets that wrap around me, like a friendly zepyher.

Sleep.

Fall into a dream,
Fall into a dream.

I awaken the the siren calls above me.

The milky silk still wrapped around me.

The velvet curtains open to my dream.
Floating above me, such a devouring dream.

The siren still does her musical screamingm, as
I dance across the purple clouds.

A delicious dream indeed.

Only a dream, the siren says
Only a dream.