Stay In Our Dreams

They said I was a hopeless dreamer who needed
to be enlightened by their reality. I quivered often
when I was too young and without a self relying upon,
now I am older, yet only too eager to review those
left-behind dreams, watch them grow more grandiose.

And no one who has a heart shall miss out
this beauty I feel, finding herself stretching out
while laying on soft clouds with a poem reciting out.
Something must be reassuring to the beloved, 
in the evening star, and the snow-wind, and the long, long, nights,
Some memories of faraway, sun-gentler green lands,
So that the faith in his heart smiles again
And his blood ripples with untenable delight of vindicated truth.

And in a great and sacred forthcoming step, steps out in one stride
A bare dream of blossom, like a wood nymph bathing in dew, divested of cover,
My heart gorgeously-naked, and my words utterly uncovered, 
but my face blushed, whenever I sent forth my phrases
To the velvet nights co-starred with Atlantic snow-edged wind
And January's fresh-airy sun.

Then I asked who has placed you thousands miles away,
mountains in between, oceans apart from me, dear? 
for a hour, for a day, or forever, in this open daylight 
you shall stay here with me and dream it once more,
for this beauty I see is the palace I dwell and praise aloud,
this body neither antlered nor hooved — and brave too, 
this body lives by Love’s magic, we were born unapologetic  .....

And yes, make no mistakes now, darling,
I am asking you to stay here with me,
and dream it once more.