Dream a little dream

Cascades of roses float down in scented streams of fire.
Caressing my creamy skin and fragrances my hair.

My lips part in half hearted smile as a gentle summer rain cools me.
And the crystal stream twists like a silver ribbon.

Gentle mists roll in, glinting in a spectrum of color.
Enveloping my form in a cloud of refreshing vapor.

Sweet floral scents fill my head with vivid images of painted butterflies.
Swaying emerald grasses spotted with red poppies.

Delicate scattered clouds and the golden globe of the sun filters through.
Only in my dreams