Your smile came from the heart
This day is a brand new start,
to escape the trauma of stress;
strain, I believe in a more
positive revamped game.

Distant, motion friction is cast
off, as it tries to cover your
face by asphyxiation.

Breaking little barriers you reach
fantastic heights, in the canopy
starry night.

The stars applause echoes, as the
congratulations bellow.

I wake up, look around saying, "Potash
mind twitt heresy!"
It's only deceptive fantasy.