Your gorgeous features within my dreams are cast,
as the winds of love climb like a sail upon my mast.
Two frustrated lovers floating both within a dream,
wishing to bring to life, dreamt moments so serene.

You, there in a very distant Country so very far away,
whilst I claim my home here in the West of the USA.
Chances are, we'll never have the privilege to actually meet,
so let's agree to dream of passion and love so very sweet.

When I awake, I slowly turn to face where you once were,
refusing to open wide my eyes, preferring that sleepy blur.
That blurry place between imagination and stark reality,
where still I feel and smell your body lying close to me.

When finally from that cozy blur, mind and heart detached,
I'm left a victim of robbery, my love from me was snatched.
Then it hits me like a ton of bricks and I only want to scream,
an overdose of Saccharine caused this sweet Schmaltzy dream!