A Love Dream
In my intellectual pursuit to find out all I could about the roses, that day I hid my sleepy face in the cool texture of the fresh rose petal on the desk. I woke up, as I told you, all of a sudden, in a wonderland, located deep into an enchanted kingdom, unknown, secret, unheard of... A land of endless love, where angels with harps in their delicate hands fill the sky with their lovely tunes. All those travelling to that enchanted kingdom were welcomed and then guided around the place by the amazing music accords...
One of those lucky souls was actually mine, child. After the dizzying flight that carried me into my dream world, the angels’ songs put me down smoothly between the petals of a rose. Red and dew-laden, it was the very rose on Granny’s rug, the one she had told me
