Poetry and Writes

Fancies (POEM)

Will you follow me and my whims
To the land of bowing treetops
Where mist clouds the world from rock to rim
And the majesty makes your heart stop?

       Will you follow me and my wishes
       To the land of chiming bells
       Where inside oceans glimmer fishes
       Drifting in remnants of places that fell?

Will you follow me and my sick head
To the land where measurements fade
Where my joys and sorrows bleed deep red?
Won't you visit this world I have made?