Lets Live on Dreams

Once upon a time there where flowers in the air , tiny little swallows in the sky. I could hear voices like it was a summer breeze . When people stopped by they could see the smile upon my face , with all the love in the universe . I could reach the stars and come back again in an instance. When I look back it is with a glance , and a sigh . Sink me sir Percy , If I could turn back time only for a second , then suddenly i would be the princess that once dreamed that I would be . In your arms , in your dream and in an wonderful illusive , ellusive and remarkable dance .Never ending ,          Never aging. Still , even though my heart is old , and my dreams might have changed a bit , I can almost breath him .
If only I stepped on that train , walked that road , and if only I had done this and that I would maybe have had that special chance to express my gratitude in solitude with a fantasy , a smile , a dime and a sigh .
sink me Sir Percy , that would have been the One Story of a lifetime.
             It is funny how life has its riddles and faces in the sand. Things and lovers that once belong to me ,is gone and when I look in the mirror I can almost breath them in , but soon enough I realize that it is all a dream . One of many that never burned , never fought the battle. If I only had said those things that should have been said , years ago, done the things I should have for whatever the reasons and whatever would have happened. Why didn´t I take the chance when it was there?

Well most certanly my dear , life is but a dream but AH what a Dream it can be if you let it . In my dreams such beatiful livers has found me , nothing is real but ah I am flying , and my golden prince is handing out his magical hands in a mystical dance into the foggy dew. It is everlasting , never ever ending . loving me me me me.
Mon deux mon deux ,enchante . Sink me Sir Percy , its a rollercoster , everytime I get this feeling .


I can spin you , dreams that will linger within you . Join my carusel and I´ll tell you stories without endings. Stories that can raise the dead , nothing is real but I am flying , my story is never ending . Leaving with nothing to hold , nothing to climb on to . I do not need it , I have you my dear sweet golden prince of dreams .
In my dreams such beatyiful wings has unfold me . where is my story but ending? Nothing is real but Sink me Sir Percy , please don´t wake me up.
This wonderful story is the end of pretending , the moment I say I LOVE YOU , I am never ever alone .
Encahnte , mon Deux , Je taime . Bien Bien .
Such beatyfull dreams ......

This is a draft of my book that will be released next year.