Soft in essence purity came to me in blissful dream
And bade me follow sleepily to sights we few have never seen
I dropped down to join her view and fit quite well her feline saunter
In rings and echoes past we two, a singsong call did beckon her
And with her heart she looked at me and saw me as a fellow being
It seemed she was about to speak of other worlds and times
Further on we made our way to a bright and shining chamber
Where others greeted gracefully and bowed to her with royal charm
And then the group began to dance to a distant melody
And when I did awake at last she lay sleeping next to me
And with her heart she looked at me and saw me as a fellow being
It seemed she was about to speak of other worlds and times
And in her eyes that gaze forever is the deepest understanding
Of a long forgotten queen in these dreams of mine
And I often ponder who she may really be
The soul of someone once close to me
In these dreams of mine
In these dreams of mine
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