Our favorite place is peaceful at night. <br />We're drawn into the calm blue, <br />touched by the liquefied silk and <br />taken in by the beauty of it all... <br />We throw our troubles overboard <br />Into a quiet abyss of darkness. <br />They float like petals at peace, <br />our sorrows disappear into the night. <br />Still floating our boat gently rocks, <br />you awaken me like the breeze... <br />Dreaming is over now and we're <br />forced to Sail back into the land <br />of existence.<br /><br />Shelley L Baxter Stanley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-land-of-existance/
