Fundamental Things

You have given me visions,

dreams of fire,

and now my days are filled

with fragments of night,

the dreams of you,

driving me to distraction,

that send me to bed each night

to awake from reality

to the dream which is the thought of you.

the scent of you lingering in my atmosphere

rushing me headlong from daybreak,

seeking the moondawn

of your voice.

this prophecy of you has me undone,

licking my fingers to taste the

slightest touch of you,

my pulse racing

from this alone

as I hear your soul in each ray of light,

my Love bound by

this equation of you;

Visions of an angel that redefine

all fundamental things.