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The sky has become yours and mine. Our breath has entertained. But slowly it disappears like a dream. Leaving a faint trail behind. In that dream, I'll be a planet, you'll be a planet.
i am on a ship sailing far away to a place completely different of where we are today where nothing is forbidden or taken advantage where you and i are we and there's nothing that stops the flying...
*inspired by a a place my dad told me to go whenever I felt sad Neverland is your home When you're there you are never alone It's your own personal space Nothing to it equates It's a place that you...
Gleaming, platinum branches curl into the azure blue heavens. Dazzling, ruby red sunlight sparkles and shimmers off the glimmering, silver tree.
I slip into this world When the real one gets to be too much It's a place where dreams unfurl You can swim through the air And there are fairies and such You can dance in a sea of green You can...
In the quiet of the night. When dreams come true. A little peace is in full sight. Awaiting a day that comes thick with dew. The black like velvet, deep and pure. Surrounds me in a thick dark, cloak.
#acorn #myworld Crystalline shards of, A world made from glass, With frosted ice mirrors, An era to pass. So fragile crafted, Not ready for war, As though it was drafted, To drift out of lore.
The lapis lazuli blue moon casts eerie light on the vibrant land. Deep indigo clouds roll across the crimson heavens. Amber orbs float high in the sky.
#household The golden knob just sitting there Waiting for a twist, a turn, just to begin The journey where you're imagination roams free Surrounded with fantasy and reverie Simplistic and...
Inspired by @naviie and @ smellyfingers craziville. This land is where no one talks. Laughter is the order of the day. Bottles with bling bling corks. In the breeze missing socks sway.
I sit up and stare. All the scenery around me has changed. I am a small thing sat in the middle of lonely fields. The lush rolling hills surrounding the area go on for as far as I can see.
Is there a view for me and you A place were we can meet. Rain filled moons And foggy dunes A place that we don't greet. Carpet snow where footprints go Leading us through the night.
A place Where brown barbaloots thrive Zebras pounce In colors Colors of neons A place Of cotton candy skies And pink fluffy trees A place A place of friends And only friends Not mean people Not rude...