in lilac dreams
"I love the silent hour of night,/ For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight / What may not bless my waking eyes." from first verse of Anne Brontë's "Night"
tarrying in lilac dreams
I flower in full sunlight
where I flirt with butterflies
and gleefully kiss tulips
when lilac dreams wilt away
I sojourn nearby a sea
caressed by its rippling tides
under a lavender sky
the twilight turns into night
bathing me in the splendor
of a full blue-white hued moon
and myriad stars’ sparkle
deep violet melts away
I drift again into dawn
wishing that I could linger
ever in sweet lilac dreams
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