she sailed through her dreams

she sailed through her dreams

she sailed through her dreams
as if life was what she lived during beatific sleep
she dreamed her life was full of sunshine
and fields of flowing, glowing beauty

she sailed through her dreams
the days were long and filled with smiles
and songs of joyful, dervish dancing

she sailed through her dreams
the nights were filled with shining moonlight
and sparkling, spinning stars

she sailed through her dreams
the paths she walked were filled with friends
and peaceful, pensive pleasures

she sailed through her dreams
the ways she followed were filled with love
and romantic, impassioned kisses

she sailed through her dreams
the plans she made were filled with hope
and a grateful, thankful future

she sailed through her dreams
as if life was what she lived during beatific sleep
she lived her life as if her dreams were real

Image: By Albert Ritzberger (1853-1915) (Dorotheum) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

"Young woman lying on sofa"

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spectral kiss

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