I once dreamt I was running
With speed to catch a breath
Of air from a place that was
Not clear, fresh, like the plot
I see when I visit your
Enchanted plush botanical
Garden
I once dreamt I was running
With speed, free, inhaling
The breeze of the aroma of
Rose and sweet hibiscus
I once dreamt I was running
Free
With you to a quiet place inside
My heart.

Empress M. (Journee)