Many Soft Lies of her Mind

Where are the Ones We Lost

The guide offered the map to me,I said no thanks. I have my many types and reasons in my mind all mapped out for me.
Here I go to find the one place that connects the heart to the star of soul searching in the woods. It's cold , my skin is clammy from the fever of past loves and lust. I will look past the brook because I know my mind won't play tricks on me,only people do that,right.
The leaves have fallen such wonderful childlike feeling of laughter and love. Am I dreaming or is this reality? I don't care I'm having a great time rustling down the path sand between my toes, such fun!!
If this is a dream I hope it never ends and leaves fall forever,Don't you?