On the other side of dreams

On the other side of dreams he walks in his daily quest, with thee as value to his heart, he safely gaurds his chest,

Someday he'll kiss me with a passion that not only wakes the fire,but burns the flames within me intensely Like my love and known desire,

He sleeps to dream of my longing  hands, as they cradle yet his fears, 
And to never touch my face, would time refer him then to tears?

For I have lived inside his heart
Not to drown within,  but trail my fingers ever so softly across his 
naked skin.