Let me dream with you, lay your head on my pillow. Take a dream of love, no street, only colored glass pathways. We greet each other with hands extended out to step inside a flying car. We fly through the city, no concrete, just towers of colorful blocks connecting and intersecting and full of light, the air is crisp and clean, moist like in a garden, not too humid, but full of warmth. Everyone is busy, taking care of business or minding their own business, looking up only to smile or say good words. No one is rushing, soft-spoken people, looking good, staying in shape, eating to live. Asleep doesn’t wake us into this present reality, it goes back to our world. Fall face first into love, as we dance the source of our energy full, so still and so quiet in motion. We are power. Stay safe and strong in my dream.
Let me dream with you
