A Dream

Numbers buzzing around my head,
Lines, curves, squiggles,

Pencils and pens clutter the desk,

Paper all over the place.

My mind racing,

Heart beating,

Hand writing,

Ears listening.

My imagination runs wild,

Can't stop it now,

No slowing down,

It's the ride of my life.

Shapes and figures start to form,

Colors immerge as if they just appeared,

Designs and patters now fill the page,

The project is marvelous.

Stunning and breathtaking,

It pops out of the page,

Everyone awes at it,

But it is not finished yet.

I keep drawing, sketching, erasing,

It's not perfect right now,

But it has to be, 

In order to be complete.

A Thunk is heard,

My pencil hits the floor,

I step back,

I smile.

It is done,

Finished, 

My masterwork,

My Dream