Appearing from a distance

Behind shadows of my mind

Tiptoeing through chambers of my heart

Seek and ye shall find


Tracing the image of your face

With fleeting fingertips

Touching your lines of life

Resting gently on your lips


Drawing towards you tenderly

Footprints in the virgin snows

Melting in the thaw of love

I offer you my rose


But alas I must awaken

My dream within a dream tis this

You quietly fade to black

And disappear into the mist