Is It Truth? ~ Is It A Dream?

Thou hast come to me.. Amidst the palms of the night..
As a ghostly.. Yet fair and mindful continuous spirit..
I stretched mine hand.. To bid my touch upon thee..
But ye abandoned my reach.. Vanishing from sight..
Leaving me a mere token... Of thy recognition.
Yea! But noble thou art... Ye repaid me with thy ~
Existence.. Coming forth boldly once again....
Seizing the greeting course... Of mine hand.. 
Whilst caressing... Amid soft and cautious ~
'Pon the restlessness.. Pondering upon my skin..

O Indeed mid a thirst.. Yea thus I do....
Yet thou art but  a dream's frenzy ~
Castle built... Without reason nor rhyme.. 
Yet still I feel the steeps.. Of thy simmering flames..
Fromst thou seamless body..  Nature veiling mine... 
Still thou art naught ~ Thou art but a trace of air...
I am amidst such...  Tragic and gnawing ill despair...
O! Thou art but a fantastic notion,.. A dream ~
To hold me ever so tight... Throughout this night...
A fantasy thou art... That I have dreamt to kiss..

Whilst ye embrace me... With ease of pillow ~
"Good night.."... Never mind my dream tells lies ~
I do not care... Take my visions... Take my love...
Take away mine heart... To that sleepy place..
Where-pon wonderlands and pleasures lie...
Native to my touch.. Ye feel full of truth...
I linger long.. As if it were proven true only you...
Making love to me... Amid fondness of thy ~
Glorious flesh... Without single sense of fantasy..
I quiver... Neath thy soft mannered touch.

Bonded by need of thee.. It must be truth...
By no other sight but touch.. I sense ~
Ye sensual embrace... It must be truth....
I feel thy enchanted thrust.. It must be truth...
Bring forth my fruit.. To hold my lover... 
Capture me my friend... And carry me away..
To a faraway...  New-born realm of loving.... 
Release thy love within me.. As a mighty sword...
Carried upon the arch..  Of a noble tidal wave..
Bearing down towards.. The rock weary shores...

Putting forth as well.. Certainly not ever before..
Take me quick and now.. Before we shall awaken...
Where never shall never exist... Amidst ~
Our dreams remake... O Lord, Let me live..
Wholly within my long... Awaited precious dream.
Tease not my fate.. Where my lover lives...
Holding me... Devoted only to loving me..
As if as forever... Truth shall never lie..
Hence.. Never a beautiful vivid fantasy..
Is it truth or a dream?.. Whatever it is ~
It hast taken over me... Far beyond a dream..

Collaboration by Debra Stanza Melody &
John P. Boyle

© 2013 John P. Boyle & Debra Moore 
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