Writing 101, Day 3: Sleep

the kiss of the muse
and so inspiration comes
a slumbering thought
curdles long life in short time
pleasure, pain, faith, hope and love

To sleep, perchance to dream
Horses gallop across moonbeam
To dream, ah, that is so divine
Sailing across the river Rhine

Where all my thoughts meshed
And waking up feeling refreshed
Playing on each other in different fields
It’s as rough as a public park, the outfield

Wrestling with ideas, concepts, activities
Bees’ knees, cheese please, flees freeze
I dream that I was a butterfly, flickering
Blooming, blushing, breezing, breaming
Flapping wings smartly, enjoying its nectar

Taking its time, fluttering with pleasure
I am in a dream one morning in paradise
I can soar up high as the sun will rise
And I float and bring out a slow yawn
Though I fear never shall I see dawn?

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