Let you be a distant dream.

And I the dream of your

Eyes…

When the twain shall meet

My eyes looking into your

Eyes…

At that point of perception

Our dreams will attain

Divine Realization.

No more a fantasy

But all so real and true

Of you beholding me

In the cradle of your

Eyes…

And I blossoming ~

In your radiant rays

Like a sunflower :-)

Soaking up your warmth

And gazing at you mesmerised.

As if to me, you are

The morning glory

Of the beautiful sunrise.