Ever a summer's day each rendezvous
close to hearth nevertheless a world away,
through grape vines sprinkled with life stock
towards adventure through come what may
destiny's compass tossed to the wind
sweetly kissing awake possibility
into a gossamer dream catcher
where hope is host and prayer never fails
though it were nirvana itself
for imagination reigns
as faithful servant to sweet hearts' desire
wild blue yonder's laughter romances Eros' moon shining halo
casting spent two satisfied constellations
laying us in bed of roses gilded Love's dream