The Magic Carpet Poem by Nic Miller

A smokey haze clouds the air
As I dance carelessly along with Claire
Slipping away we break free of our strings
Gliding gracefully round romantic smoke rings
Our battered shoes have soles filled with magic
Together we sit back and ride the carpet
The stars rotate as we milk the rush
Then from the sky comes a deadly hush
Out of the silence the sun starts to rise
Me and Claire kiss, but it's just a disguise
Refreshed not clean we start to move
Snaking along to the daytime to groove
Our minds feel the grass as it strokes our feet
What have we done to deserve this treat?
This is the day of rainbow gold
We honestly prayed that it never would fold
Surfing along me and Claire shall live forever
Constantly dodging the mines marked 'never'
Living on the edge is so much fun
After all what is done is done
We've gone too far and can't turn back
Who ever made our strings go slack?
The moon looks down as we pass
Me and Claire first grin then laugh
The stars rotate as we milk the rush
Then from the sky comes a soothing hush
Her head is down for me that's fun
She steers the carpet towards the sun.