Within the eerie darkness of the past. I grew up as a bumblebee pollinating the flowers beds. Life at that time was an imaginary trip for me. Now focusing on what I can actually be. So take careful steps when entering my fairytale. As you pretend to dress up as your favorite desire. No limits. Few rules. Unleash the ability to inspire. Before you enter the front door that opens into comfortable screams. Where waters ripple while carrying inhibitions far away. Into an imaginary enterprise created for curious minds. Take a chance and dance with the rhythm of life. Therein. building up courage, to arrange a specific lullaby. I am usually not a creature of habits. However, there is one habit, always wishing to attach to her sparkling star. Whether near or far. My minds eyes filled with exquisite moments we lay together. Closer never separated. Until our intentions of love are revealed. I wonder how high is the mountain that somehow blocks my vision. And how deep is the river the flows between our intuition. Thoughtfully we prepare plans, to meet below the glistening moonlight, while two bodies warm. She and I raise our arms. To solidify what we say and what we mean. Because we're in a fairytale waiting to dream. Getting better.
© Daniel Mason