I walk on the Oceans which spew the tides of time,
I climb on the memories and make my way though the night.
I sense the nature, round and round, it makes me spin,
faster I get the slow things become,
and the rabbits pounce much higher than before.
I taste the smells and make cakes of my dreams,
I bake them in an oven made of sweetness and cream.
I see with my hands the surprise in your eyes,
when I close them for you to wish you....
a Good night...and sweet dreams :)
©2010 Aman Gupta
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