Blowing Dreams

The wind whispers of dreams

Fickle wishes, hesitant streams,

Flowing gently below the sun,

Forever straying until they're gone

Those feeble fever dream

Basking my days in their gleam

Haunting my gaze with their craze

Baiting my heart into their blaze

Though knowing I'll never graze

Those alluring dreams far away

I still cherish their meager stay

Beside the winds meek embrace