Dancing On Sunbeams
tip toes on the light strands
hovering and spinning gracefully through the sky
comfortable in your arms, you twirl me around
dancing on sunbeams, but our bodies never burning
we fly through the sky, not a care in the world
we dance all day and as night comes to fall we float back down to the soft, cool earth
“rest your head little flower” he whispered “for tomorrow will come soon enough”
so i settled down and rested in the safe protection of his arms,
let my mind slip away
all it took was dreaming to make the world seem ok
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