Wednesday, September 1, 2021

Whispers and dreams

She speaks in her sweet sleep
In a language far too intricate
Elaborate and alien, and ancient
Meaning too deep for a fool like me
She has a soul so infinite
Her knowledge and experience
I could never perceive
So I listen there as she dreams
And hope to one day be blessed
To be the one to keep
All that she is
So fair secreted within
Her confidence and near her
Dreaming
For the time beyond count
A mystery in dream wrapped
In a complex veil gossamer thin
She is so very content in that place
I long to also be with her there
In love, in embrace, in sleep
With ecstasy's taste
On her lips