Bubbles world

I am to dream of you,
everyday,
in the midnight, when
gliding through silent a night.

I am bedding,
blowing out the sweetness bubbles,
to fill up the lonely space.
But, silent whisper
grows deep within my dream.

I wish I was not alone,
no despairs, no tears,
but laughter I could burst.

I tried to use a whisper
to blow… to blow
but silent all alone.
I felt tired then,
lying down on the reality dreams,
Slept on my bubbles world.

19.19 19/8/06