Was It A Dream?

Was it a dream?

An essence of lavender

Adrift upon a moonlit breeze.

Did lips touch velvet petals kissed

By the tears of fairies?


So true my senses awakened

A memory of what was,

An image of what is,

A hope for what will be?


To hear a vision

To taste a dream

To hold a spirit

A scent of passion.


What substance be love

That it hold so strong

Bound fast

No longing for freedom.


Would that all

Cursed so be

Bonds so pure

Unto eternity.

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