Lake Walk

I pondered of the translucent dream

Of me being courted by a royalty of the water, a lake prince

Who would whisper words into the auricle of my ear like the wind as kind as angel cake

Floating around me like a glowing firefly would be a singing fairy

Pointing me to the prince, the lake that was a mirror of the sky so light blue

My dreams would unfold, my words of gratitude would leap off my lips of pink

As if my wishes were unfurling from a broken spinning wheel

But, alas, everything light fades to black as I awake from a deep sleep

The night so cursed from a demon disturbing pleasant dreams, a witch

And my lake walk would sound from fading fairies to a lonesome owl