My Spontaneous Love

Dreaming is a pool of girlish fantasies

Soft petals of warmth that kiss your eyes

Cynicism has not taken over all

Still a part of my soul that can swim,

Dive deep in flowing waters of your hands

And the philosophy of my fluxtuating heart

Tells me I cannot give up

So cowardly to stay jaded and cold

All I need do is not move

But every step and twist of my hand

Leads in bright paths to the pool

Dreaming is brave

Courage swells within me

Hope takes all the strength I have

And will take all my strength till the end

It makes me feel more alive.