Day 68

Go to sleep,
Enjoy those sweet dreams.

Cotton candy kisses,
Genies granting wishes.
Me running a circus town,
With big red shoes and the face of a clown.

See me through kaleidoscope eyes,
As I twist and dance and shine.
Watch as I walk the high wire,
Jumping through hoops fueled by fire.

We'll walk a boardwalk filled with mysterious things,
Houses of horror and mermaids who sing.
Mazes of mirrors, dark with delight,
Hold on to me, as you scream through the night.

Maybe I'm a giant bumbling around,
Stomping and crushing life on the ground.
Nothing to stop me throughout the world,
Just the smile of one pretty girl.

Look now I'm a jester in front of the court,
Juggling and playing music, things of that sort.
While the king stares me down, as if to demean,
He'd be pissed to know, I diddled his queen.

Dreams can be so fun and so real,
An American man who's heart you did steal.
But now that one isn't really a dream,
Unless this love thing is not as it seems.