A Wild Dream... Poem by Rey Sanidad

More than once I have heard at night
A song like those your lip has given,
And it was sung by shapes of light,
Who looked and breathed, like you, of heaven.
But this was all a dream of sleep.

And I have said when sunrise comes
'Why should the night-lady, Fancy, keep
'These wonders for herself alone? '
I knew not then that fate had lent
Such tones to one of mortal birth,
I knew not then that Heaven had sent
A voice, a form like yours on earth.

And yet, in all that flowery maze
Through which my path of life has led,
When I have heard the sweetest lays
From lips of rosiest lustre shed.
When I felt the word from your sweet lips,
With music's own melodious bird.

My heart has sighed, my ear heard
Something lovelier, softer still.
All that I ever hear or see,
In my wildest dreams of music's sigh
Or beauty's light is realized, in you!