flowers blowing gently in the breeze
the tall grass shifting and rustling
as i walk
cold and dreamlike
toward my doom
there is everything
yet nothing
no roads
no trees
no wind
no breeze
just colorless
endless
shifting
flowers
and tall yellow grass
and suddenly
i fall
my doom approaches fast
but
you catch me
your warmth is searing
scalding
it doesn't hurt
it is only
warm