Things have souls that flap; Stars always fall in love; Dreams feel the heartbeat of beyond; Colours swim in swarms; Thoughts are surrounded by auras; Love is always here; Souls have mixed colours; Hearts float around; Feelings have their own logic; Each dreams is surrounded by an aura; Wings go beyond dreams; Colours tend to share their feelings; Flowers are ballet dancers. Things have hearts that play music; The wings of souls sometimes make a sound; Feathers often dream of beyond; The heart beat of an aura is slow; Souls smile through eyes; Feathers shed tears, sometimes; Hearts love to flirt with stars; Things have dreams about feelings; Auras always smile; Thoughts have multiple souls; Wings have auras, too; Stars kiss each other when the moon is not looking; Colours have short dreams; Love goes beyond; Thoughts are in love with stars; An average aura dreams every day; Things smile to each other on occasion; Hearts think in beats; Feathers cry sometimes; Hearts enjoy dancing with auras; Bees write prose; Beyond is always here; Dreams come in many colours; Tears are stars in disguise; Here is always somewhere else; A star’s heart beat is faster than light; Smiles are portals to beyond; Colours smile when they remember; A dream’s wing is transparent; Butterflies are secretly jealous of flowers; The aura of a smile tells a story; Feathers love colourful auras; All smiles dream about love;
~~~ This is our world. We are different. We are beautiful. We are *poets.
Poets are aware about their world in a different way.