Dreams are what you make it as some say/dreams are...

And there it was..a smile upon my face as I heard...

Thoughts create image..imagining everything about...

I see the perfection
in imperfect world...

Miles becomes my veins of drained out blood of...
To seal every "see you later" with a...

The world vanish his figure continually plays...
Ironic smile that primers and swells the archery...