A dream of Mine

In life, we find, all that we miss, in the recess of the mind and in life, we find, all that is remiss in the dilution of the senses.  What is mine is yours and what is yours is mine, my sweet love.  What we find is a life together and to find it near is to find me sweet to the touch.  What we find is near and dear and to find it upon the hilltops of mount Washington brings tears to my eyes.  Be free with me and know that I love you already and that in time, you will feel the same for me.  What is still is even in the heart and the soul knows no boundaries upon the hillside of my heart and my remembrance of you.  What I want is to be still and to be at peace with you by my side and to see you now makes my heart cry.  Be still for the time is near and to be near is to find me still clear in my mind.  What I have, I have for you and what I find, still in me, I find still in you.  Upon the drips of honey that form upon the mist of sands in the grain of your stain upon the soul of honey upon my mind, will I find you in the strand of hair as I break the chains upon the still quiet of the Father in Heaven.