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Ballad (24)

In dreams, I rub your feet, and give
Warm milk, and gentle kiss.
Shall I whisper soft words, to live
In dream what life might miss?

I want to hold you in my arms,
And listen to your heart:
I wish to keep you from all harms
And give you all my art.

How can I soothe your rest, and send
Sweet dreams to you each night?
How can I ease your aches, and lend
My care, that fears take flight?

Might my words bring a smile, in eyes
That light my hopes, and dream?
Can you hear, in my lines, the sighs
Heart gives, when image gleams?

You are my dream, my hope: Desire
Made real, and soft, and dear.
You are true love: You light a fire
That all of past would sear.

Give me some word what I can share
To win you peace of mind:
What might I say to show I care,
How can I sweet dreams find?

23 Aug 2003