Binary Heaven

Art By: Darink

Feel the plane, permates all inside,
see the logic fight and collide.
Chaos theory and fate it seems,
but i can make anything happen,
in my... dreams...

Cause the sights,
are seen by the satellites,
at the coldest nights,
from slowest flights.
At the high leves of the skyscraper,
of the city of stars.
It seems insane, but
i wrote my wishes in this paper, airplane.
bright light  light, of the dark night,
shines above the clouds.
The pillows so soft, held aloft,
rustling without a sound.

Dreamscape of the wonderland,
questioned it's architectural design,
things never seems dull or bland,
the sun forever shined,
on the other side.
Now that i have seen my Binary Heaven,
and i prefer to stay,
gaze upon the programs i've written,
and watch the fireworks on display.
In here i can be what want to,
i can make everything true.