Sometimes...

The night’s cool breeze, caressing moonlight
The comfort of my bed and the thought of your arms
A mystic Muse and a single wish
Take me from reality to my wonderland.

The gentle rustle of the leaves against my window
As if the wind is swaying the trees in a lullaby, just for me
The full moon in the blanket of clouds
Ready to be lassoed down at my one single wish!

I realize in my sleep
That my smile has many shades
And when I am reminded of the reason
I gather myself up and look ahead to all that is yet to come.

prynka
May ‘08