DREAMWEAVER

My Soul
leads me into agony.
She cause me to walk paths
whose ends,
I will never know.
She taunts me with delights
of a woman
I will never embrace.
Far-away Princess,
companion
in my nightly visions,
can we not
push the boundaries,
elude
fixed perceptions
and weave a new fabric,
you and I?
A New Heaven...
A New Earth

Dream with me
but for awhile,
if we should meet
before we wake,
our Souls, outwitting,
Fate.