Fantasies

I have a sweet pea and a circle to be fit in, I have a wooden spoon, a pearl earring forgotten under the bed Paper rings and sleepy cats, a heart forgotten under a lock And rivers of clouds are flowing from the red sea.

Pieces of universe are crawling at my feet; slowly the whispers disappear. I support the world and because of you and me, humans are angels

But tomorrow... How is it gonna be?