Marriage with Dreams
I remembered you wanted to see the clouds
for they are the eternal hosts of angels;
now I realize
they could be the special reason
for all your acts of gentleness.
Too often I long to unite with your fancies,
but so distant they have always been,
it’s like catching the clouds in my palm…
they slip away before they could
even dance with my fingertips…
I’d rather be a slave basking
forever under the enchantment
of your spell…
until all the sunsets
stop dictating the mysteries
of the night…
then I will be king
forever.