Simulacrum Soul

Simulacrum Soul Are you a dream Did I consider and formulate The prose images Which captivate my soul So completely And well up from me Such a missing As to leave me hanging Useless On tones of desire Are you a dream Romantic held And beauty seen Someone I may once have Known The touch of you Lingers My fingertips reminisce Somewhere in my soul Are you a dream A dream of waiting A dream of longing A pounding echo of Having Spoken so close I Your neck once felt The brush of my breath Fall soft tingled Turned your ear To my lips I Whispered then I love you While my arms in worship Wrapped about you Only to bring The depths of your eyes Closer So much closer To mine Are you a dream I think not