Waltzing in a dream...
The time when the nights are quieter,
The air is light and the surroundings dark,
I sit in my room, knees to my chest,
Waltzing into the dream
I should have never seen come to life...
There I am in a room full of awe,
The chandeliers spilling gold,
the air just as light as the night,
Stairs so grand, art like enchantment,
They draw me in...I breathe them in,
Tickling my mind,
I imagine myself wearing silks and satins,
As delicate as a flower,
Adorned with crown and ring,
twinkling like the stars,
I see myself in the mirror,
a girl so fragile, hope shining in her eyes,
There I am shining like moonlight,
And when i dance...
Oh..when i dance,
I'm no longer myself,
As if I'm airborne, as if I am the wind itself,
Free, turning and swaying, no one to stop me,
The music leading me into a soft bliss,
I blink...
And suddenly, Here I am, in my room,
knees to my chest,
Waltzing back from my dream,
A tiny ache is born and throbs in my heart,
I hold on to that dream
As I drift apart ...
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Waltzing in a dream...
