Naught But a Dream I Once Dreamt

I dreamt a dream of a woman./ (And) I saw things upon which I had no belief./ Was this some fiery goddess or an angel sent down to me?/ And so I fathomed.../ By myself, what her and I did til the day that we touched./ And so seeing you, I wondered.../ Where do you come from???/ And if so.../ Where have we met???/ Maybe some purgatory or some past life seen./ No matter where that may be,/ That's neither here nor there./ What matters here and now, is.../ Where again can we meet./ You're a wildfire in essence/ Traversing a sea;/ The cause and effect of the ripples that are the construct of my dreams./ If these dreams had a face.../ Then yours I would see./ If these dreams had a thought.../ Then you is what they'd think./ I can try to hide the fact, that I'm more or less inveigled by you./ Nevertheless.../ I'm sure you've seen through that mask./ You've seen that I can't take my eyes off of you./ Some things just can't be helped.../ Like how these thoughts leap forth from my brain,/ Repelling their way down.../ Way down through the fine channel of this ink-pen's dark vein. Same can be said of your beauty.../ It's so hypnotic, (It's) like my kryptonite./ I can't help to succumb to it./ All the balls in the world, and this bad ass attitude,/ Can never hide the fact, that I can't stop thinking about you./