floating, laced up layers

with surreal exterior, ALIVE.

nor fantasy, nor real..

a beautiful pinwheel,

spinnin' up in space.

the kaleidoscope dream

falls into place..

those notes are so eloquent

in their expression,

floating upwards and downwards.

touching me, telling me.. to drift with them.

so i make each musical note my companion.

still i grin in their spiral rhythm.

take me far from here.

this place in my head when you're not near.