I close my eyes and I am teleported to a world of pure imagination; Celeste.
I ascend through the skies and layers of cotton clouds pass me by.
My eyes are blessed to see shades of lavender and salmon painted across the sky above.
I look beneath me to see that my feet are nestled on soft, white puffs; clouds!
It then hits me… Celeste!
The place of dreams is where I stood.
It is a place you will long to be in forever,
a place only few are lucky to see,
it is a place of fiction
but it is very much real,
a place that is far too spectacular to be described.
It is easy to go to Celeste.
You must simply fill your head
with the wildest of dreams
and the deepest of thoughts
and you too will be teleported
to this blissful wonderland…

Excellent poem. Good work.