My escapism

My own world

I have found peace and pleasure in your pathless woods.

Your aurora borealis leaves hypnotise me. 

Your trees are a pattern that makes me happy with floods. 

You will stay in my mind and that I can guarantee. 

Your colours are stained glass windows in my mind. 

I will remember you for all time. 

You are my vault

I am your mirrorball

I will do anything to make you shine

I must go and for time I will stall.

In disbelief of change in life, I can't face reinvention 

You will be my escapism. A different world for all time.