Enchanted Dreams

The sun rays
sneak in
through the white lace curtains
and, kiss my
still sleepy eyes

I wake up
from a dream-
of you and me
and fields of
buttercups
and tulips;
Of roads
flanked by
lush green stretches
of fields.

I open my eyes but,
to sterile white walls
the hum of air conditioner
and the monotony
of life