The house in the world of dreams

It is a place which can truly exist, this house of dreams.
All that's needed is you, me, and anyone who wishes to join, friends and enemies alike.

It is a place, where we'd hold hands,
and we'd play under the warm golden sun, we'd play under the silver moonlight,
where sleep, time, and empty stomachs don't exist.

We'd kiss flowers, we'd hug trees, we'd drink rain water, we'd savour the sunlight, from dawn till dusk.
We'd fall asleep with grass in our hair, and flowers on our faces.

At the end of every dark corridor, under every bed, within every dark cave, beneath murky waters, is a secret.
Secrets waiting to be found, bursting to be discovered!
Secrets that do not bring unhappiness.
Secrets that make my love for you grow with every passing day.

The house of dreams is a place where my friends are your friends,
and you and I are one and all.
It is a place where grandmothers and grandfathers think no evil, and say no evil.
It is a place, where all daddies, mummies, and babies share hugs, kisses, smiles, and flowers.



Note: I feel this post is the furthest from a poem than any of my other attempts..... even im not sure if its a poem.....
heh