The Perfect Dream

Not giving a damn about my outside appearance,
I sit by the beach and watch from a distance.

I watch as the waves moves in a smooth motion,
Daydreaming  while my eyes are glued to the ocean.

I feel so relaxed at this time.
Smile on my face, as I drink my red whine.

I am so in love with the peace and quiet.
No one to bother me, just pure silence.

Not a single thought in my head,
I enjoy myself as I watch the view ahead.

I enjoy the precious moment,
Of living life in the present.

I see the splendid seashells on the beach,
With unique shapes and colors of each.

Everything so perfect it seems,
Then I wake up in my bed and realize it was a dream