DRIPS of DROPS

I fall asleep under a oak tree, hoping to catch
Some tranquility under my shirt.. blue portions of
The sky peek around and intermingle with branches
That are cloaked and intertwined with leaves.
Myst and melted crayons swirl before my eyes.
Slowly forming an image, the colors slide into place
Like a clock tick.
A dragon lays across my path in a deep slumber.
The reptile is decorated with violet scales which
Shimmer and crack until they meet rough yet
Lethal claws.
As the calm beast rests under a rockyprotrusion
It dreams of visions inside men.
I ignore this picture and walk along a path to
My left.the woods slowly choke out the light as my
walkway becomes littered with trees. I wander
in a daze, glancing to the sides, and occasionally
behind me. A fog produces imaginary foes and mystical beings.
I end up makind friends with a stump and have a in-depth
Conversation with a fairy. My fear fades when the sun warms
My face. A sound snaps and I want to run. I glance around and then
I catch my legs lifting and dashing ahead of my body.
Not realizing my destination, my balance is teetered forward and
I soar beyond the edge of a cliff towards a sparkling blue-green sea.
The closer closer the sparkling gets the further the cliff edge gets.
I turn back to the water and it reflects a light
Which emphasises the wind rushing over every inch of my body.
Distance closes between the water and myself at a light speed,
Yet as slow as a candle burning. Ingulfed in a flash, I focus on
The leaves dangling from the branches of the tree
In front of the sky I yawn..

RIDDLE

Unraveling
Ive noticed that I mean everything to you, as do
You to me. As we start to swirl into one, like cocoa in a glass of white milk, I try to understand why you are the way you are.Maybe I do know why,but I just dont realize it.i struggle to pull you from the pits and holes you fall in. while im saving you, I slip deeper into something that is all too falmiliar. No one tries to save me, but I think you are trying. I guess im selfish in a way, but all I want is a reflection. Perhaps my eyes are covered and everything else I see is an illusion. If so, all I ask is for you to uncover my blinded sight.