Innocent dreams
Memories of youth after many turning pages still in touch,
captured imaginations painted by passing clouds as such.
The princess of heart enters my dreaming sphere,
by first sight not knowing how she got there.
My castle of dreams in secrecy of captured imagination,
only those things I love allowed in that sensation.
We never spoke and yet I listen to those fractions in time,
seeing you in other worlds not the same.
Frame by frame through many splendid gentle wishes,
leading always to the smiles of first touch kisses.
As tragedies are the parts to purpose senses,
the captured distress of you in me condenses.
The heroic act by journeying through the land of beast,
facing fiery dragons and dark swordsmen from the east.
Saved by potions of righteous fortune declaration,
our future had a all written over liberation.
Eons of times later in retrospect of another reality,
the struggle of marriage and its inherited mentality.
The truth by innocent dreams of loving affection,
the never ending stories and its eyes of utopian connection.
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https://robertrittel.blogspot.com Living virtualistic through myself. The road I wanted to follow choose me and I can see the cosmos to know itself. I remember only moments where my actions manifested the belief of my passion, choosing my next universe through what I have learned in this one. My fears got lost in dreams, sensing what needed to be done with no thinking. I believe in fairy tales, especially with dragons and how to tame them. I do not need any strange faith to worship that celestial brilliance. Dismissing everything what insults my soul and faithful in those small things, because it is in them where our strength is.
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