Counting Sheep
My dearest
I have seen you in my dreams
Could you be loved
Allow me to introduce you
To the love deep inside of me
A dreamworld reality
in which things could be
Everything I wish they could be
In the air flowery scents
And gently humming honey-bees
Puffy white clouds
Over treetops
Gently caressed by the breeze
Mellow starlight and soft moonlight beams
Glistening upon the forests, fields, rivers and oceanside scenes
Whilst in warm homes
Free of night fright
the whole world sleeps
peacefully resting
within the realm of
the most lovely fairytale
dreams
