of thoughts revealed

conjuring up the magic
delighting in the play
smiles and silly poems
borne and carried away

and words flip, fling, flit
like images in a book
passing quickly, pausing
catching her eye with a glint

oh, but everything now catches the eye!
a saturday of images
caught between the fire
and she, inside, smiles

the dreamees and the dreamers
whose life takes form and shape
images in the play
and she, crosses her fingers.