A Spell to Fall Asleep

I step on a dream –

The poof of genies,

Sparkles and powder,

Midnight turns India

Turret colors as dizzying as a carousel.

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Magic carpet, wind in the face,

Fun like bouncing in blow-up castles,

Riding horseback over Ireland,

Long-flowing chestnut hair falls in billows.

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Mushroom steps sound hollow,

The elves play a tapping tune,

Someone in the shade slides a lullaby guitar

Lightly like a harp winding down.

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The eyes close and bring one to foreign memories,

Candy cane swirls, the trumpet sounds,

And morning has all-of-a-sudden awoken.