Half-dimmed corners

I left a world still dormant as a I tippy toed, silently to my half-dimmed corner of blissfulness This domain where I remain untouched, untainted, unmatched Where the pen is indeed mightier than the sword, Slaying dragons of old, saving maidens fair Where knights in shining armour still reign Where I am revered as a king, adorned by treasures Perched on a glistening, golden chair Where gods reside, where galaxies collide, Explode into a billion stars This pen that yields the power of a thousand spears, piercing hearts and minds across space and time. A world of porcelain white canvas, tattooed in colours, desired by beating chambers of heart The hue of ruby reds, sapphire blues and mustard yellows God, let me infinitely dwell In this half-dimmed corner of blissfulness