In wonderful Dreamland where lovers are free To dwell in air castles, my dreams are of thee; Untold, love, forever those secrets shall be, For visits to Dreamland none other may see. Morpheus, the keeper, doth open for me The innermost chambers of love's fantasy; 'Tis there that I revel together with thee, Thy lovely sweet beauty with rapture I see. The blush on thy cheek 'neath love's tender caress, The droop of thy lashes with nature's undress; Alluring, and yielding, to love's holy fire, The play of thy passion when moved with desire. Love's dreams are forever a fathomless well, Delightful, refreshing, beyond words to tell; Thy love and thy passion, both bind me to thee With chains that are golden in captivity. As thy heart surrenders completely to me, I would that thy coming were reality; My love then forever thy refuge would be, Not only for time, but for eternity. |