by Dan Branham

Created on: August 08, 2010

Morpheus plays his games

Yearning to whisper words of pleasure

My mind takes flight

Influenced by thoughts of home

Nonpareil to any other dreams

Nectar to a mind that thirsts of sweet satisfaction

Ever wanting to return to my nurturing land

Salvations of green and blue

Open skies and starry nights

Ten thousand lakes, only fished a few

Ageless in time as if encased in glass

Hope takes hold of my heart

Overwhelmed by my daydream I return

Midst yelling of a cheesy kung fu movie

Eager for Morpheus to return me to my dreams of home

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