Sonnet 23

Last night I walked into a cloud of dream The distant kind where the waters run deep And you beside me, did your presence gleam... Beyond the moon abroad my mystic sleep The clouds, gone with the wind, left skies alone For us to sing and dance upon the blue Underneath air above our robes have flown Only out done by humming birds anew Mornings magic returned myself to me And cotton clouds consumed the colored sky I thank thy dream, as now I think of thee On light landscapes of love I learn to fly We share our lips over the crescent moon Relived by kisses through the afternoon