What do you see

It's when I close my eyes that I see the stars,
it's like a sweet taste upon my tongue that tickles
my every delight.
chasing rapture, wanting smiles and delights to
fill my days.
I reach for innocence. I desire more than what
I want in my life.
Yet I want happiness, not artificial joy.
Give me joy that knows no end and I can show you
a happy man.
So when I dream, I dream of nothing. Or I should
say I don't remember what it is that I dream.
Perhaps its because I have my dream living out before me
and I don't have to worry about waking up and it all
going away.
Because I'm free. No bond on this soul.
Just free as a bird fly's.
So I get to see the stars when my eyes close.
What do you see. . .