The Dream Weaver
came into the solitude
of my night.
And touching the glass
so softly beside my touch
She drew me into
the land of her dreams.

With her
I saw the brilliant
radiance of life.
And as my world
dissolved into the splendor
of her being,
I knew
that I would never
be the same.

For she wove me
so completely
in the fabric
of her dream.