Wisps of brilliance float upon the breeze,
Markers to show where to go –
One must follow the right path.
Do not misread the signs.
Everything depends upon the signs.

Close your eyes and dreams sweet dreams,
Kinder and softer than any world you’ve ever witnessed.

Smiles without teeth
and eyes without whites
Are far less threatening.
Perhaps approachment under such conditions
Might be acceptable,
Might be allowed.

My dear,
My lovely,
My sweet!
I cannot wait to hold you.