I sink into the night’s deep lore,
My mind a calm and gentle stream
That carries me forevermore
Toward my soft-embracing dream.

Inside the realm my heart has sought,
I live a second life anew.
There, lost beyond all time and thought,
I fall till morning’s light breaks through.

Ah—how the winds of dreaming sigh…
The thread snaps loose; it will not hold.
The waking world drifts far and dry—
I dive in dreams, as fate unfolds.

I glide… then fade in shadow’s seam.
You float now close, beside my head.
Your breath becomes my pillow’s gleam;
I feel your touch, as light as thread.

Within, I sense a tightening ache,
As though my soul were pressed and bound;
The torment is the wait we take
For passion’s flames to leap unbound.

I crave the feather-soft caress
Your tender fingertips impart;
They shake me into sweet distress,
Like your serene gaze grips my heart.

We’ll melt away from earthly ties,
Becoming mist and gentle rain.
We’ll be one breath that stirs the skies,
Dissolving, joined as one again.

It’s but a dream—yet hope is born;
I swear this dream is fate’s decree:
The scales of love that once were sworn
Still rock us in their memory.

Where lies the line that marks the start—
A dream, or raw reality?
For some say love’s a cursed art
That haunts this mortal life we see.

2005