My mind clears a cloudy haze, my brain's in a daze.
I search high and low for my soul, I run thru a maze.
What will I find when I find thee?
What is it that I shall finally see?
I see you in the horizon leaning, I dash for you.
You with long hair the color of darkened wool,
A mind that could enlighten the wierdest fool,
A smile that could melt the coldest of hearts,
And your scent the smell of a warm....fart?
I fall thru the clouds at this stench
And land on a pillowed and warm bench.
I feel the bench give way, scare a stinky feline, and suddenly careen.
I fell out of bed, almost pancaking my cat, I guess I had a dream.