Daydream May 5, 2014May 5, 2014Concepts, Dream, Elemental, Time3 Comments Silently soaring The caresses of the wind sweeping though my mind.
Across the blue sky
Dragons,horses, made of clouds
go wandering by.
The sky is azure
Trees beckon in the warm wind
Wait; what did you ask?
Remembering when
we watched the clouds become star
fish above our heads