IN THE NIGHT TIME, OF MY DREAMS,
YOU FLOAT TO ME,
GENTLY IN THE NIGHT,
TO BE MY LOVER.

ENTWINED TILL DAWNS GREY LIGHT,
WHEN DREAMS AWAKEN TO REALITY,
BUT FOR THOSE DREAM HOURS,
YOU ARE MINE MY LOVE, AND I YOURS.

MY DREAMS ARE NOT CROWDED,
YOU ALONE HOLD THAT SPACE,
FOR YOU ALONE ENCHANT MY WORLD,
THROUGH THE DREAM HOURS, AND THE AWOKEN ONES.

AS I FALL FROM AWAKE, TO ASLEEP,
I SEE YOU FLOATING TOWARDS ME,
AND I WELCOME SLEEP, AS YOU APPROACH,
TO LOVE ME THROUGH THE DREAM HOURS.

FOR NO PRESENCE, IN SLEEP, OR WAKEFULNESS,
COULD COMFORT ME AS YOU DO,
ENTWINED IN GENTLE LOVE, AND PASSION,
UNTIL AT DAWN, YOU FLOAT AWAY, IN MY AWAKENING.

BUT I FEEL NO GREAT SORROW AT YOUR PARTING,
FOR TONIGHT AS I PREPARE FOR THE DREAM-TIME,
YOU WILL DRIFT TO ME AGAIN, TO BE MY LOVER,
IN THAT DREAMY WHISPERED GENTLENESS, THAT IS OUR LOVE.

AND SOON, SOON, SOON, WE WILL BE TOGETHER,
AND WE WILL LAUGH, AND PLAY, AND LOVE,
IN THE AWAKENED HOURS, AND IN THE DREAM-TIME,
FOR FANTASY ALONE, CANNOT RULE OUR LOVE, IT IS REAL.



BEN999