Worry Dolls

you are compared to heavens hideout,
with colours identical to the gleaming sun,
brightening up my visions,
eager to speak to the gods,
you speak for my soul,
swept away through the dark and lonely night,
you perch yourself upon my warm pillow,
tangled in my deserted dreams,
you take away my frightening illusions,
into your epic mind,
for some reason they disappear,
you will stay alive for as long as
my heart pitters and pats inside
you are as precious as a glowing star
or a diamond ring,
you came from southeast America,
you were made by floating angels