She floats inconspicuously in a minefield of stars,
gravitational pull forcing her upwards and thrashing her down.
A grey-blue sea of effervescent gone-ness,
exhaustion laces through her sweet fingers.
Every wishing star becomes her besotted lover;
she kisses the rings of Saturn goodnight and sweet dreams.
And she whispers her darkest fairytales in their nonexistent ears.
For a fickle moment, she is blissful and free
Carefree laughter reverberates amongst the silent corridors,
eroding the pain of the ages.
And whilst this place seems innocent and gentle,
not all is as it appears to be.
The stars crash down in a fiery implosion,
collapsing unto themselves in a final, passionate kiss.
Paradise now shifts suddenly into hell,
and how far she is from home is no longer masked.
"Now she's back in the atmosphere
with drops of Jupiter in her hair..."
**To my Dandelion....come back...**