Ah, but to sleep, to close my eyes and dream
Of you, when distance keeps us two apart;
To think that shuttered eyes can make it seem
That you are here beside me in the dark.
O what a blessing of the mind this is—
That dreams can be a haven for sweet love!
That your pure grace within my mind may live,
Is sure a precious gift from God above.
Then let me bid you now good night, my dear,
And pray your dreams are ever sweet as mine;
That moon-drenched thoughts may both our spirits steer
And stardust magic keep our love aligned.
Now let me make one wish upon a star—
That you are ever with me, near or far.

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