The girl from Maryland

I met her in a dream,
A magnificent journey
From the nothing to everything,
The flat roads
Under my birds eyes,
Trees gathering like sheeps
Under my wings,
Rivers of fear
Roaring to the selfish rocks,
Mountains of sunshine
Burning  the Autumn leaves,
Oceans  of meditation,
The freedom fading out like waves.
Her eyes,
Her melancholic blues eyes
blinking far away
Like stars
And the sky over my paradise
falling, like rainbows of tears,
apart.
I met her in a dream,
It was my dream,
But she wasn't mine.