In distant dreams you yield to me
Amidst a hazy, gloaming light
When that aura overwhelms
I don’t dare to put up a fight
For only in deepest dreams is it possible
To see what life could truly be
So we peer in to imagination
In such climes we can be free
In life a thick and chilly mist
Had descended upon my mind
I had nicely asked it to desist
But it stayed, was most unkind
To defeat it’s vile and vicious strength
I mustered all within my power
But it still took your hands, O love
To plant the healing flower
In streams of dreams we coalesced
And defied the rubric of reality
The whole world shines beatific  
When you cross-breed life and fantasy