DREAMS OF MARIE

Before me stands a form so lovely.
In my dreams,
I see her clear,
A woman soft and warm,
He eyes are the green of spring,
Her hair, the auburn of the earth itself.
Skin soft and white as snow
But warm as love's flame.
I am drawn to that flame -
As a moth - I fly to you -
Welcome me in!
Oh give me your arms
In everlasting sweetness.
Mine encircle you.
I feel your waist.
Oh the feeling of you pressed against me!
Forever in your arms I wish to be!!!
Forever! Forever!