My Favourite Potion

Imagining flying things
high in the sky low around my toes
through the horizon
that’s what my eye’s on
Imagining a world with
you and me together
Where seagulls fly above our heads
and I can see the ocean
in your reflection
sweet maple confection
brown and naturally inviting
one look and you have me
in bed
thinking of you
flying about me
over my head
but I know you’re not over yours
Imagining a world where we can fly and
dance and fly and sing
Such a notion is my favourite potion
and I’ll die in your arms yet.