I
dreamt of you o vendor of dreams
Your
words adrift on silvery beams
That
visited my darken’d room
And swept away the oppressive gloom
Filling
my heart with joys of a tomorrow
Where
the heart knows not of today's sorrow
Together
we watched the crimson set
And walked on grass bejeweled and wet
Touching
souls with whispers and glances
With
happiness taking our chances
Learning
to drown in woven schemes
I lost myself o vendor of dreams