By Nikki
Date: 24 May 2000

What Dreams May Come

'I'll meet you in my dreams'
you say,
and as my weary head
sinks into the softness
beneath it,I offer
a prayer to the gods
that they be gentle 
in their musings so
I might find my way.

And tonight, as with
so many others, they must
have decided to take
pity on this love-laden 
heart, for as the shadows
creep closer, a gentle glow
weaves itself about me,
and you drift silently
through my window, the
merest whisper on a breeze.

Our spirits meld together,
an entangled sculpture in the sheets,
visions of a thousand worlds
yet left for us to explore
spinning erratically around us.

Your touch inflames my soul,
a yearning
   burning
deep within me for
that gentle caress
I remember so well.

Our lips meet in an
explosion of the heavens
and tears of the sweetest
ecstasy slip unnoticed over
my heated cheeks.

I am cradled in your love
as you smooth my hair and
place a gentle kiss
upon my forehead.

And in the morning when the
sun wakes me,
I will be left to wonder if it
was truly just a dream.

But the marks your love left on 
my heart will tell me all I need to know.

5/24/00   NL