In a world of a billion colors,
This world I imagine is full of wonders.
It is a warm place,
But yet snow falls lightly, caressing my face.
I feel as if I was floating in thin air,
I look down at my feet and notice that the ground isn't there.
As I stare into the sky,
It is not blue, it is lime green, and I am guessing that today, the clouds were shy.
The lime green sky was so clear,
It was then that the stars began to appear.
The stars were purple,
And they were not shaped like your typical star, they were in the form of a bubble.
My skin was no longer a light tan,
It was silver, and strangely reminded me of a can.
All of a sudden, everything was shining,
I was confused, I thought I could see the silver lining.
This vortex type of whoosh came upon my eyes,
And I felt as if it was ******* me in, I'm telling no lies.
What is happening? Can't I stay a while longer?
It is in this world that I wish to linger.
I don't want to go back to my world,
I don't know how I got here, was it in a whorl?
What if I can never return?
Then the vortex seemed to die down, my eyes burned.
I shut my eyes,
It was the only thing in my body that I was able to control, to my own demise.
When I was able to open my eyes again,
I awoke on my bed, in my hand, a pen.
A notebook was in front of me,
I saw only two words on the first page, so it be.
"Pure Imagination", nothing else was written.
It came to me that now I knew what to write; I was smitten.