I woke up with my mind confussled. Where was I? Did I just purchase a harmonica the size of a kitchen table? If so where was it? Looking around the sun rose gallantly. And as I brushed off night from my subconscious mind, I realized I was dreaming but still I wished I had a harmonica.
Oh Well... time to search the internet.

Cha Ching, Cha Ching, has great ring.
Moving inside ears,
as you play it washes way
all your silly fears.

Problems they do slip away
look odds aren't high.
Maybe I will play some more.
It's something fun to try.

Cha Ching is yes a sound I like.
I have won I can say.
I got  17 whole cents.
It really made my day.

With pen poised I loaded
my Baronet-like instrument,
aimed at opponent
shaped with armor of vellum.
Ammunition
of words and punctuation
filled with inks-powder
for accuracy aligns.
Three, Two, One,
FIRE.
Phases flies
across field of page.
No casualties today
only a flag remains of a poem
proving battle of prose was here.

Its lusts sweet drug
under sheets aching for a warm heart
that feeds the addiction.

Feverous passions
lights up darken night
when breath aligns with another.

Temperatures rise
in moments that cause instincts
to take control.

Its loves sweet drug
that gives moments of serenity
a chance to anchor.

And the drug that I shall be addicted to forever

I dance on the edge of forever
in a lifetime in human form.

Drinking fine wine inside moments
of memories gathered.

I danced exuberant by cool breeze
and smells after storms.
and with fairies that grace forest.

I celebrated intoxicated
by a child's inquisitive nature
and laughter that flows like music
to match birds tune.

I danced on the edge of life with gratitude
inside dreams that echo in heartbeats.
to drift with ecstasy under satin sheets.

The place I love to be.

Ears posing,
as magnets to songs open
while music drifts gracefully.
Sounds spin,
with invisible motion
tantalizing hairs that sway like grass in wind.
Vibrations travel,
making way for tide waves of happy to anchor.
Music,
the song of soul
integrates
in day thats destined for dreams.

Everyday is a gift.
A chance to dance in life ready to overcome challengers.
To move with God’s spark and admiration.
Everyday is a gift.
A chance to expand with the magic of dreams.
To move with your own Divinity to create your life.
Everyday is a gift.
A chance to shine in your own gifts.
To be the Avatar you are meant to be.