I walk along a field of grey
Upon a cloud above the earth
As high as Aether, just the sky,
But wait, what beauty's caught my sight?
She spins a circle in my mind
And twists old magic with her gaze,
Her arms reach out and bring me in
Although she never calls my name.
Her arms and hands are like the dawn
Outstretching rays of sweeping light,
To cast away the dark before
With every brush of life diffused.
Her legs more nimble than the stag,
Who leaps to barely touch the ground,
Her feet, unknowing of the dirt,
As cherubs are of knowing sin.
Her hair spins out more fair than gold,
And darker than the nighttime shade,
Its strands melt out into the wind
As if each lock was made of air.
Within her eyes are skies of blue,
And deepest seas, and forests green,
Grand mountains tall, and plains of brown;
Within the windows of her soul.
And---oh!---That smile draws me in!
If factions sworn immortal hate
Her mouth could make them join in love,
To thus ensure she never frown.
I sit, enraptured by the frame
Of something more than simple grace,
For in her heart is beauty too
And wisdom that surpasses time.
If all that I could have is this,
To just behold her in this dance,
I'd stay here till the day I die
And it would be a life well spent.
But then she starts to drift away,
A saddened smile as she leaves,
I reach my hand to draw her back
And that was when I woke in bed.
She may be gone, but she'll return,
For she's a dream within my heart:
She is the soul I'll meet in time
The one I'll someday call my wife.
Until she comes back into view
To start with joy our new romance,
I guess I'll wait for her to come
And lead me to the perfect dance.