and finally spilling out my poem

My eyes carve dreams in this dark...
lemme sleep...
lemme dream...
lemme fill the paints in this black canvass...
and then the whole world rises in my dreams..
into the light of my mornings...
Flying unto the valley of Lillies,
grasping all the fragrances of the day,
I shall bloom in blues as the swaying away clouds...
And then back to the tip of my pen,
to spill out a poem of beauty..