Delicate Day Dreams

Epiphany Ephemeral,

Deriving the wanderlust,

Bartering under the sky full of stars,

And kissing the urges of flawsome regrets,

Taking a new breadth into desperate blank space,

Hold on to the serendipity into aliferous minutiae...

Onism into metanoia...

Being a sturmfrei,

Let's hold out cockaigne under the name of Delicate DayDreams...

Give me your tensions,

 Give me your attention,

 Just have an eye to eye contact with me,

 As the sky says... Look at Me.