Clouds of white.

am I dancing on a clouds of white ? 
with silver stars and the moon of light , for what dream is this betold,  he lays my lips with grace of gold, and so my heart lays faith within his hands, he calms the stormy seas and tides,  inside my soul his love resides, I take the night on tender whim, and only thoughts of love for him, in any sea I'm bound to swim
For this love and only him.