My Perfect Dream Poem by Ace D. Roger

Deep into the woods, far away
Thrives the dreamt doorway
Not a disneyland of unreal fairies
But homes of molly jolly mary-ies.

The blazing bonfire of love
Scenery of shimmery- shiney clouds
Swift leaves painting the azure blue
While garnishing was the job for dew.

The dazzling red gaze of sun on him
Polishing his golden skin and velvet grin
The way his figure blended into the soft air
The perfection for even Aphrodite to stare.

Along the scarlet brushed river
Are his footprints imprinted forever
A beauty so magnificent that the flowers shrunk
The glimmering sapphire eyes as the stars at dusk.

My unwavering eyes pictured his every crease
The manner his lips would unfold
His memories intact still lives with me in one piece
Along with the sight of him fading as gold.