I strive within my heart and out through my hands
To soft your dreams on their way,
And to soothe your mind
That skips so quickly across the vast star-fields,
Never lighting
Upon any mote that might give pause
To the whirling dance
Of your thoughts that never stop
Even in sleep.
To wake you is temptation
But I never fall prey to simple illusion.
My desires bend all toward
Your peace.
Again in slumber
I try to make as peaceful
for my love to dream.
Things I have not seen…
But wish that someday I shall…
In another life…
In another time…
Although my faith is lacking…
I want the next life…
So I may see you…
Dance for me, and play for me…
As never I’ve known….
She has seen it all.
Everything I know and do…
Everything I am…
Everything I’ve done…
And it has all been for her…
She has seen it all.
Withal accountable I’ll always find
Wherever you may drift or even fly;
Although forbade to enter shadowlands.
To calm thy dreaming
So do I simply let thee
Dream whilst I watch thee.
Although desirous myself to wake
With all my heart embolden every touch;
I miss such sweet congeniality.
David Emeron: Sonnets 