Dream Land

You walk along a plank of wood, high above civilisation, your eyes flutter the wood turns to butter what once was wood, is now a cloud, lifting you higher than you've ever dared to dream you fall back with certainty, the only place you dare to trust a soft pillow awaits you, and you breath in fresh linen your senses are awake, and daring you to seek, what occurs beyond the sheets your hands push you up and your feet find their place, the covers fall away, your bed becomes a ship you can feel the adventure awaiting your presence oh if dreams could be forever your imagination would find you hapiness.