The Dream Left Behind...

went to space
touched the moon
scooped it up
my silver spoon

smiling stars
a gracious glide
saturn's rings
on which I slide

hot as the sun
a burning brain
to know it all
fan the flame

atmosphere
lives in here
do not fear
drop a tear

another time
escape inside
where you must go
a quite hide

be with me
can I find
sweet perfect dream
I left behind?