Perchance To Dream
Welcome to my abode, my love
Be it at height of sunlight
Or in the darkest night.
If the need comes into my dreams,
Or create for me hallucinations,
Virtual creations of your beautiful self.
However you decide, just come,
All I need is your presence
Ethereal or physical as you like.
See the eventide is shrouded in mist
As swallows search their cosy nests.
Frost claws into the earth
Hell-bent on destruction,
You have such a haven here
That's warm and loving and full of care.
I wait, will you come closer to me?
I tire, do I feel your fingers in my hair?
I sleep, is that your kiss on my warm lips?
I wake, I know 'twas all but a dream.
Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2022
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