The muses dance around with me
on the edge of my pillow.
on the edge of my pillow.
The edge, in the sun:
My most blissful dreams.
My most blissful dreams.
I get a thrill
Feeling how marvellous it is
To be alive
and Thinking
I might be so easily forgotten
When I die.
Feeling how marvellous it is
To be alive
and Thinking
I might be so easily forgotten
When I die.
Hmmmm so dreamy and surreal in a glorious way. I wish I could wake up like this more often XD
ReplyDeleteThis last bit about thinking you might be forgotten....what sort of tone are you aiming for here? Does it bother you that you'll be so easily forgotten? Is it more whimsical? I imagine for an ordinary person it is bothersome, and a troubling end to an otherwise joyful experience. But personally I honestly don't care if I'm forgotten, so for me it's just like a philosophical pondering.