She sleeps, an angel in my eyes
Fallen to me from foreign skies.
What whispered Fate has offered this,
As star-crossed dreams await first kiss?
All emotion welling within,
A longing to touch tender skin.
Eyes in dreaming yet hold me still,
As passion cries to have its will.
Dare I touch these silken tresses?
Dare I chance her sweet caresses?
Kiss these lips wet with a pleasure
Taken beyond means of measure.
To a realm passion discovers
By the dawn, once friends, now lovers...
Cherished in a moment fleeting
Of love felt in eyes first meeting.
Have I not set her above me?
Why can't I just let her love me?
Why does doubt yet run through my head,
Seeing this angel in my bed?
For yet I wait, all thought turning
From this feeling within, burning...
To notions, seemingly colder,
God, how could I even hold her?
With a promise yet unspoken
In healing of hearts once broken?
By chance, faltered, catered the vision
Given unto indecision?
Is this "love" not set before me?
Why must Darkness yet implore me?
By all bearing my heart yet keeps.
Dream I, awake, while heaven sleeps.