As I lie, thinking
On this caressing bed of sweet roses, on this bed of silky roses
As I slumber, dreaming
Under the pale glow of the silver moon, under the glow of the radiant moon
Thoughts of you, visions of you, begin to slip through my mind
Like the wind through the emerald leaves of the trees,
Gentle and comforting and invigorating my senses-
You are with me on this night, on this pure and innocent night
In the enchanted garden of my mind,
Lying with me in this sea of crimson roses
Who bleed their sweet perfume, filling the air with a wonderous scent,
Who bend and sway in worship to your presence,
Who faint and sigh and weep in your presence-
And you, clad all in white with raven hair flowing
You, seamless embodiment of all that I desire,
Whom even the stars and diamonds envy,
You lie here with me-
As satin is your hair, gliding my cold fingers through the long ebony
strands
And looking deep into, searching dee inside, the oceanic depths of your
eyes
Two icy gems that stare longingly back into my own
And the taste of your soft lips as they are pressed gently to mine,
That is a heavenly experience all its own!
Your sweet whispered words float on the fragrant breeze,
Mesmerizing me, keeping me entranced and ever faithful to you-
And together, in the enchanted garden of my mind, on these lolling roses
We simply lie together, so close we can hear each other's thoughts
Innocently indulging in our bond because
Soon the hated sun will rise, the bright and burning sun will rise
And you will leave me again...
Only existing in my dreams
 
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