Golden sunbeams drape your presence
Silver moon storm, no dust settles
Purple soul light hides under your covers
Green forest paths lead to your gate
In a daze my lover stirs
Still hearing voices from such distant lands
I am hear beside you in an open window
Framing sunlight around your form
Golden rainbows leap out from your being
Silhouetted by the breezes of the Dawn
Still unconscious of your wanton plea
The awesome sun still paints behind the sky
I am a dream! my lover cries
Come to me or I shall die