When life gives you lemons, make lemonade

Friday, 21 February 2014

Dreams 2

Solid pieces of clouds spread abundantly  in the sky
I lay peacefully on my back and wishfully imagine i can fly
Dearest of all imaginations force me to cry
But all in happiness these tears I muster..
For he the great, they call him the Titan master!

I thought I was through
But this bit was untrue
As my legs and eyes stayed frozen like ice
And my mouth fell open  to stare at Mr. Nice
Just then, I thought he winked
And instantly I felt like forever we will be linked!

My wineglass slipped from my trembling hands
And my heart beat like a couple of bands
At that moment, I almost fell
But no! the strong Titan hands held me well
And left me aching for even more!