Visions of a dream

My lover crept upon the night,
in darkness shining e’er so bright
to greet me with an eager kiss:
her lips were soft and warm on mine,
her heart beat mensurated time
encapsulating endless bliss -
imagination’s ploy!
But now the cold rays of the dawn
illuminate another morn’
I’m left with just an empty scene;
yet come the darkness once again
my love will drive away the pain
within the visions of a dream -
and warm my soul with joy!