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in dreams or paradise
the existence bends to me
i shape my body towards the morning
in the very breath and way i sing
a song of truest color
a song of truest sight
in my body she flows through me, in the words beyond this flight

i taste forever here in you
forever in tomorrow, a time of timeless time in fate
of the waters yet to run
in the beds of the deepest, richest earth
i taste forever on your skin, where the words of wisdom
are careful not to spin, my body so far out of control
as if to lose my way, before we begin
to dance the rhymes, to swim these seas
endless in the dreams i see in you
and that you see, in me

for in night is in wonder, for in dream, it is found
in truest love
a treasure of paradise on her lips
a kiss of morning's soft, swollen dew
flowing around, a skin that transcends the moment
envelops me in its warmth, beckons me
in a crackle, spark, electricity
dancing in the air we breathe
toward a day, that comes and goes, in the ebb and tide of memory
for it is you i see through it all, the color of your beauty
stripped on this night, in moon and shade
the color washes over you, your skin
i reach out to touch, i reach out to learn once again
the sweetness of your face, the pleasure in the hymn
that i hear now in my heart

the words of dream, shape my mind in this moment
in the fascination, the pulse beating in its charms
we wrap our arms around, one another, deep inside
the passion flows together, of one in, one another
born in two, the world collapses, releases this moment
for the tune of a softer song, sweet in the honey
and the thick in the truth, that burns between us now
as we live so far, far, far apart

from a slumber, i wake to find reason
though the images still reside, inside me
as i close my eyes, open them again
waking in this dawn
i see in the passing flight of image and song
the body of another resting beside me
the sounds in the dreams i see
i hear, in the call of a snow white dove
whose existence bears forgiveness
to all the days gone without your touch

in these moments, of waking and of dream
i do beckon, to hear your name
have these moments, bear the memory of me, on your lips
when ever you sleep, my hope that you drift into a peaceful dream
of our bodies entwined, of our hearts united as one
in this moment, all is calm, all does belong to us here now
in this dream of lovers, and the paradise of their song