• Through a child's guise,
    a wandering line,
    a blur between reality and lies.
    Deception,
    beautiful,
    what lies through the mind's eye,
    ivy lining,
    a castle high.
    With a gate so tall,
    and walls so white.
    Across a break in the road,
    tree branch reaching,
    alive.
    'Cross stone and pavement,
    a road crumbling,
    breaking.
    Wolf howling loud,
    running,
    and running.
    Blackberry bushes,
    an empty swing,
    lemon trees clouding,
    fruit that sing.
    And a warm drink of water,
    on those first cold days,
    to mark the distant coming of spring.
    Then sun shimmers on green,
    and sunflowers line a busy street.
    Running through the orchard trees,
    with an innocent gleam.
    Princess, friend, and mysterious man,
    from the moon,
    a masquerade plan.
    World to world,
    life to life.
    Dawn to dusk,
    a game.
    Dance the dance,
    survive.