Kaleidoscope

What do you call the image at the back of your mind with eyes closed?
A sweet dream like the sound of a chin chin wine glass toast,
More like a nightmare lost,
Maybe a friendly Casper ghost,
I can tell why to open my eyelids are opposed.

You are unconditionally friendly,
More like a heartbeat daily,
With a sexy pin on your belly,
As I shyly call you baibie,
Mtoto wa mama maybe.

A shoulder to lean on,

A reminder I’m never alone,

My voice when am gone,

On my dark paths light she has shone,

A chat fellow on my phone,

I believe another best friend is already born

Ever found someone so kind to be true,

Ask me while taking my cold glass of brew,

I’d start with I thought you knew,

In truth even a glass of brew knew I can’t handle more than two,

And my new friend is a million in one so I don’t need two.