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