Dream

Dream is what they call it..
I slipped into my covers.. soft it is a tender cat's fur..
Was there alone leaping across those high hills.. barren lands.. nd a silent ocean n a calm winds cluttterd away feeling my presence arnd.. there I hear a smile (chuckles) frm a distance.. sweet as u can feel it.. melodious as is the voice..
What will I do but run towards it to have a look of those lips which bear that beautiful melody..
Slowly I pushed my steps increasing their pace steadily..
I could only see a piece of sun burning like a coin in my hand..
The voice is becoming more sweet n sweet.. like I never heard before but frm where..  but where.. where r  those beautiful lips.. I cud only imagine it coming from a beautiful face still not clear how it looks..
I wander all over lookin fr it with my relentless heart.. why do u hide frm me I ask myself..
The tiny orange sun dimished in the far in moments taking away  the voice too.. leavin.me.all alone the drift pushed me far far in to the reality waking me up with my blanket just below my bed..