A Fleeting Tete-a-tete

I thought you would never come,
Never come to me.
Yet I hoped someday,
You might knock at my door,
And through your eyes
Show me the world anew.

The world that I have visited only in my dreams:

Where the sky kisses the azure ocean
And bees hum to their heart’s delight;
Where the pristine moon smiles back
And radiates bliss in its silvery hue;
Where an unspoken word means more than
Anything that has ever been said;
Where a touch can soothe the pained heart
And make time stand still.

And then you came in the stillness of the night,
Oblivious to even me while I slept;
I woke up from my dream
And found you in me,
In all your splendor.

I wish I was awake!

But soon your time was spent.
You walked away in broad daylight,
As I bade adieu with moistened eyes.
The burden of your footsteps trampled me,
As you faded into the horizon.
Now in my dreams, I sometimes find you;
Only to lose you in rousing.

And then I wish I was still asleep!

Futile Cycle

Sometimes when I think,
I do think that I do not want to think;
But then I think and keep thinking
Until I again think of not to think.