Smooth rides

With cobbled paths, I entered the trance.. 

Whereby flowed the white nets.. deeper did they take me..

To a land where it was good to have sea by your side..

Where red dresses are a girl's pride.
The sun, there, sets with pleasing colors,

And there in a cottage, did the secret lie..

I tip-toed in, with windows and curtains welcoming me,

and then a smell, of known mellow.

The mirror made me beautiful..

And I was overwhelmed..