Dark Steed

in the garden of thy dreams think of me oh wander long with me amid sweet paths in darkened night by moonlit streams we hath but hours to sup and linger lovingly oh drink of me and I of thee sweet wine fresh innocence thy suppleness doth sing and to the table such charms thou dost bring! my thoughts do linger long on thee ~ I pine tis why I ask thee dream of me this night my heaving breast against thy beating heart is all I hope and ask to never part my love is bared before thee in plain sight oh dearest lover make me thine indeed make bright my day and darkest night dark steed *Note this is a modified Sonnet/Memoriam