Far there is a place, by the name of dream
where often travel i, only to meet thee
thinking clouds, sway the winds, in imaginative sea
lies they create, of truth i believe....
as i hunt the surreal, hiding in veil
all appear real but this world of deceive
i see thine light, bright, solemn and serene
but if i go near, nothing to feel...
O my thoughts!
take me to a dream, where she can be seen
shan't i awake, shan't reality come in between
leave me there untill i see her nonce
for delusion is the place, she come for once....