The Metamorphose..Life,Like a Dream

Like A Dream.. Like the days in The Cradle.. Like the tale of Samson's Riddle.. In The Wake of your Fiddle.. Our Waists In Consortium..Like Beaded Eroticas Wiggling.. Like A Dream.. Our Stroll Hand-In-Hand By The Beach.. Like Heights We have Reached.. Like The Sweetness Of Depths Unsearched.. Like This Pen I Screech.. Like Those Verses Of Wisdom We Thus Preached.. Like A Dream.. Like The Wisdom Of Great King Solomon We asked the Father For, In Tones that "Beseech".. With His Divine Wisdom and Grace We Revolutionized Souls That Once Thought and Acted As Leeches.. The Weight and Comeliness Of These Lines you Call Speeches.. Like A Dream.. Like God's Kiss On Our ForeHead.. Like His Comforting Voice In Times Of Sorrow and Distress.. Like The Outpour Of His Salient Breathe On Our Humble Souls..that Guided Us to The Crest, Like A Dream..Hardwork and Its Little Stress.. Like A Dream..In Luxury Prepare to Take Thy Rest.. To Listen To The Voices Of My Childrens' Playful Shouts and Screams..To Dance This Dreamy Waltz What Shall It Take..To Show Our Gratitude To The Almighty Please Tell Us 'What Shall We Shake'.. Like A Dream.. Like The Flavour Of These Rhymes.. Like The Heart-Felt Savour Of These Cleverly Structured Lines.. The Happy Ardour Of Such Salient Chimes.. Thus Read..What Joy We Thus Feel In It We Sublime.. Sweet Rhymes Thus Played On Musical Strings Of Time..How Happy.. Thus Life Is But A Dream..See Through.