I dreamt a little dream Of Aurora skies And healing suns All in world A tree With all of time Sunk in its leaves Memories in its roots Stories carved into its skin Then as I walked And as I touched, Time spun And spun around And there was no way To go back down Trapped In this forest Hollow of time These shallow seams Cracking into dust Surrounding me Am I forever here In this dark haze Of never ending memories? How do you Find the lock and key To shut away These little dreams? Please, I beg you, Don't dream little dreams, It will turn you In the dark.
~Fin.
Heyo, this one's kind of weird, but it's still a poem.¯\_(ツ)_/¯