My dreams burst slowly into entities that wake the sands of time
On those nights when I meet intricately woven memories
I find admiration inside of a shameless delicate need
Upon a shrine created by gentle eyes to please
I never knew an inferno could be disguised in the sweetest music
Entwined within the pleasant taste of a foreign darkness
Full of such wonder that walks alone and unplanned
Leaving me with no escape or want of release
Have I been shrouded in a pretentious cloud of helpless feelings
Where I sweetly drown in your conquering ocean of bliss
Softly tossed by symphonic waves of your voice
That sings into my delicate need of your kiss
Yet, no metallic notes burst into my dreams or this song I hear
I am not denied in the unfolding of your unearthly wings
Enter into this room where I now dream of you
My inferno of memories I kiss as I sing