You fall asleep,
And dream come true,
Your head like field,
With some cartoon.
Imagination gifts a world,
The world of sounds,lovely world,
From sweet sunrise to nice sunset,
You can portray your charming plate.
And You forget about price,
Forget about human eyes,
Just you with your so honest view,
And really good this cup of true.
You may cross out,underline,
To be the God, the God of smile,
To love and lose,to break the rules,
To change the weather by some tools.
The time does not exist for mind,
Eternity will lull the soul tonight,
And memories to get spirited twice,
Sweet dreams, sleep nice.
Sweet dreams, sleep nice
© Copyright: Макс Бойко, 2020
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