Siesta with Marie

Today,
While on too much time on my hands
I found the right place to lay my head
Without a care in hell or even heaven
What would be of me if I didn’t rise up
Between the hallucinations and bunny naps
I found myself in a whole new world
A world where I could see but not be seen
A world where I could touch but not be touched
A world where I could have power

I rose up and found that it was not real
I rose up and found that I need this world
I rose up and found that I needed to be touched
I rose up and found that I don’t need power over anyone
I rose up and found her breathing fire gently on my bare skin
I rose up and whispered to her, I Love you,
I guess that’s why I have no more time on my hands.
But a gentle fire breathing dragon on my hands.
But a gentle fire breathing dragon that I Love