Soothing like a dreamcatcher,
the way her beauty,
hangs around my dreams,
guarding me from lonely thoughts,
and restricting me from darker spots,
in sleep she restitches every seem,
and in my mind I see her dancing,
with motions, in moments,
I wish not to go so unseen,
you see a love like this,
so seldom, because if they ask,
she held him,
just as the thought had crossed him,
love might be a theme.
