Hows Your Evening
A dream
upon an internal landscape
where anything can be
and everything may be
as evening is softly draped
as we deem
To travel
in a Viking style winged boat
coursing freely across a golden sky
laughing as you take wing and fly
why live by reason and rote
let reason ravel
Dally and drifting
exploring a far place
as dragons vie to join up to pull
and rainbows fill our sails full
as we watch comets race
and novas shifting
Hows Your Evening
Beautiful poem, thank you.
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