Telling's from the heart

flying in a cloud of dreams.

I love:

Dreaming of the black gowns

When queen Victoria took throne.

Dreaming of an exotic person

Willing to whisk me away

To a new

Home.

Dreaming of a world 

In which everything is fine,

Or/and adventures blow at your face.

Dreaming of little creatures

That are meant to be our friends

With a special, unique, purpose.

Dreaming of a stage 

That’ll yell our name

And sing our song.

Dreaming of words 

Leaking from my hands

To be pictured in a creative human.

These are the dreams

That thund at my heart

Letting it beat

And breath.

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same simple routine. 

I'm on fire with these poems.

"Make your own footprints, make your own memories. Be yourself that's something no one can ever take away from you" -Austin Carlile