=Rüya=

Rüya, will you come once again tonight
Under the guise of what imagined girl?
To bear gifts of woe and confused delight,
Heal rifts of thought and subconscious swirl
'softly, sweetly, yet strangely so' I fall,
Slip away, away into Rüya's world...

Dream truly now for you'll never know or
Remember these moments so lovely, lost;
Each breath, each touch- unheard, unfelt, all-
All melt away, away... but summer frost;
Memory of cold and tears lingering
Caught, but pale reflections of Rüya lost...
A smile, a laugh- oh, what happiness running
Through the insubstantial crowd unnoticed,
Clasped fingers unknowing- breathless parting,
Heart throbbing with freshness of love unkissed!
Each night I wait for some dream to complete
Rüya's kiss...