dream within a dream
flying delicate images
in an ever-flowing stream
humming birds on the shore
bossa nova scented air
approaching laughters
light clouds wrapped in blue cream
we watch ever-green smiles
of the woods and the fairies
when dreams put reals in sleep
are you the one to give me a hand
to carry the secret, sshhh
I can read your lips
as well as
you see my dreams