Close your eyes, say goodbye to everything you thought was right.
Count to ten, leave your bed, leave everything behind.
There's a place where my words are norm.
There's a place where thoughts can roam.
In your head, nothings left unsaid.
Fall into never-was' and never-will-be's.
Nothings twisted, just unturned.
Unmask wild desires.
Fly away.
Dream.
© MoodilyLit, 2010