It was summertime and I was wandering about in the view of a night sky looking for a feeling I could not find. A need to be something and to be someone a desire to find a part of me that was missing. My soul ached for the want left inside.
Life reaching for full closure.

Light says the world is foolish
the trees and the night leaves me

Dream of seeing a place to be
the wild of forever gives dreams

Their place a  wonder in
the dreams of make-believe

We are the victims of sun and light
being taken to the world of drying

The sun gives me back the lies
here she is sleeping in the trees above

Ground and the wild of passion
lives in the trees of the green given

Wild patterns of the time lost
clouds sing from the load of issues

Singing in wanting burls
of job silently we walk in the wisdom left

Undone a child of passion
one of son we walk the edges of tribute

All who will see joys in the pools
of cloudy bickering children walking high

Way to live candy sticking to souls
being played in the mind of parents

Dreams of finding flowers growing 
wild of dreams left to fend death

Silent path of me screaming happily
to grass growing in meadows now

Forget me not I am coming
to hold only you in the arms of the cradle

Wind blowing high in burrows
left by rabbits finding the family spot

Each pass another in the will
lost to colored skies and angel flies tasting

Purity of a clear blue sky
each gift is placed you are my smile

The first to see me take the list
place it in the stream hear her laugh

Giggle after all it is her place
to draw a picture of what is expected

I fall deeper in love with this place
created for her and me

As real as the mind
in which we live happy ever after

My love, sweet love,
hold me forever,
we live in peaceful sleep

in each other's dreams shared