Giver of Dreams
Archangel betrothed my soul,
Calling, demanding, stretched even
To hindsight
The past of the woman,
The path to the man.
The love of the master, the hold of the demon,
Sets up the future, the desire for life.
Hillsides uplifted, the valley repose,
I come to your heart like a beat in the night,
Thumping in cadence of life ever more.
Come to, wake now, feel life, think time, yet
You take, you hide,
You giver of dreams.
You say so, you say low, you keep
Measurement, my love.
The whisperers seeded my finale,
Taking, revealing, squeezed to ancestral,
The path of the woman in
Past with the man
The hold of the master, the love of the god,
Tears down the past; the desire for morte,.
I leave your good hearth like a tone in the light,
Masking the resonance of butterflies' flight
Release to the wind,
Enduring the wait, feeling the strain,
You fade, you transcend,
You giver of dreams.
You promise, you renege, keep
Measurement (of) my love.
Giver of dreams, Giver of dreams,
Paths of desire, shades of temptation,
Finish us here and release the troth,
Or pale in the light of desire and pain.
Giver of dreams