In the paradise of my dreams
The roundest moon
On the horizon of night
And the most colorful leaves
In the season of Fall
Your the catch
At the end of a fall
The pleasure of beauty
With no eye's to see at all
And the beat of my heart
When all is silent
Your the light
In the bitter darkness
The gentle sincerity
Like a piano's ballad
And the powerful calm
When all is wrong
Your the difference
In a world all the same
The warmth of the sun
When all has gone cold
And the reassurance
When dreams seem old
Your perfect
In all your imperfections
The joyous essence
In all my poetry
And the thought
That remains close to me
Your love
In the greatest form
The unconditional care
In all you stand for
And the prescence
Thats all around me
Your everything
In the form of nothing
The voice; repetitive
Though I've not heard you
And the words
That say, 'I admire you'
Your higher
In your wings of white
The friend
That remains relentlessly by my side
And the hero
I can thankfully call, mine.