Dreams

Everoccuring,
realistic and tangible
so that the wind is visible,
that the lover is kissable.

Dumb are the Learning,
And enemies become our friends
And pink clouds taste of candy that
the cloud vender forever vends.

Wishes are turning
into true and intimate dreams,
and the happenings that are seen
in subconsciousness only gleam.

Stars become soldiers,
That fight to keep the dream alive.
Dressed in luminous armor,
They triumph the night.