Friday Figment: LULLABY LIVING

It's time to wake up, sweetheart. Time to open those eyes to leave the dreams and imaginations of your rest. Sure, your mind soared through unknown lands and possibilities, but all the while your feet stayed here, your hands tucked under your pillow. Today, my love, I have joy to show you.
Hold color in your mortal fingers and brandish your whim across blank pages, barren walls. Stomp your soles on cool grasses while hot sunlight pets your hair. Sing your opera of laughter and tears, of ridiculous pleasures and innocent heartbreaks.
Yes, you slept deep in steady worlds of rhythmic breathing. When you're through with lying still, wake with me, my darling, and lets dance together. So that tonight, when you dream of flying, you'll know exactly how to feel.