While Sleeping in the Magick Circle
It is the dream of you
That makes the night
Like Nectar
The stars in their rightful
Places dance upon the sky.
There is nothing other than
The Dream Master,
Who makes your love a reality
And my desire a song.
Dream Master, who is god
Of night and of day
And of all things in
Dusk and twilight
Sprinkles stardust on my mind
And love bursts
From my always yearning heart.
Are you my love?
I dream that it be so.
I dream, and believe.
It is done.
                               (c) 1 June 1990