You are the sweetest dreams,
and alluring songs,
The honey'd days,
and warmest nights.

In my mind i am not scared,
of lonely silence,
of bitter hours,
of colder years.

In my hands air entwines,
flowing softly,
like imagined hair,
dazed in beauty,
we can but stare.

Then with a start,
it all but flitters.
Nothing in place,
nothing to quell,
the hearts loving pace.