I don't think of you as often as my somber blues
Nor do I think of us as the fervent dyad
I think of you as the celestial bodies
that float delicately in the starry nights,
As the gold laced ambrosias or elixirs
I might consume to bring me dreams of you
For it is essential that I trance my mind with your thoughts.

Now you are horizons afar
A distance too great for a fragile mind like mine

And as I abruptly awaken from my nightly slumber,
I long for that sleep that brings me dreams of you

So tonight I will sleep in a lull
with hopes of you inlaying my dreams
So mellow that I whisper and your heart pulsates
So close that you close your eyes and I fall asleep.