proscribe all my dreams of thee
for in among the passioned flares
there is the fear that always stirs
that one day I will wake to find you gone.
let sleep discard these reveries
and joyous sojourns from the day
as hidden in their guile filled ways
is that one day I’ll wake alone.
better then to never dream
nor dwell long in my fantasies
that they’ll beget realities
of you and me as one.