A memory more real than reality
A dream more vivid than open eyes
To live in one's head like a house
To reminisce over unlived fantasies
Passion to kindle flames better than heat
I am asleep when I'm awake
Awake when I'm anything but
I feel the longing in the warm cinnamon air
I taste resolute desire firm on my tongue
I know escape on the snow-capped whipped cream ships
Sailing in my sea of cornflower blue
I can almost touch the black licorice sky
From this feather-light mental high
Gold and silver ocean eyes
Dance across the salt-spray horizon
A cascading paw emerges
From my raging blue green canvas
I fly on the wings of a daydream
The stain-glass sky falling into place around me
Moonlight sparklers paint a story
On my black felt ceiling
And all I long for is to stay here
On my captivating cloud of tranquility
But only for a moment
Just until forever
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