i feel the sun, i hear the sea;
her hand is right there, next to me,
as with balloons we walk along –
a perfect summer day —
how is it, all this i can feel
when none of it is true or real?
it might just be a feature of
the stories that i love
it’s hard to see a common thread by sorting;
but stories that i love
are all
transporting
The artwork is yours too?
No. I buy these images from dreamstime.com.
Eye-catching illustration. And a nice verse!
Thank you.