It was an illusion but now it is not.
Midnight sunsets seem brighter when you glide by.
Otherwise, I fall into dark dimensions hopelessly.
A lullaby to sleep beside for centuries.
Terraces adorned with iridescent afterglows.
(Poetry by SNVG) Themes include: the beauty of nature, mystical experiences, phantasmagorical reveries and comforting ways to reach an enchanted forest.
