At night my bed's a magic ship That sails the Midnight Sea. It takes me to a world of things I never knew could be. The steersman never speaks to me Or asks where we should go. But even if he asked me I'd say that I don't know. For scattered on that Midnight Sea Are things I never knew, That in my wildest fantasies I wouldn't guess were true . I've caught my biggest fishes there. I once rode on a whale. I held a whirlwind in my hand By grabbing its small tail. What happens on the Midnight Sea Is hard to make quite plain It operates by different rules Not easy to explain. But some things that I dream about Belong in this world too. And when I dream most happily, Is when I dream of you.
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Reviewed by Katy Walsvik (Reader)
Reviewed on November 7, 2003
"It operates by different rules." <--- I've wanted a line like this forever! There it is! Your playfulness is so inviting, so recognizable, yet so YOUR OWN! The ending literally feels very warm and sweet. katy xox.
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