my dreamchalice overfloweth with memories 
bethink of me as before a forest 
each leaf as one of us as we to them 

mistswirling inwards outwards inwards 
beknighting the swollen shore 
what beauteous melodies hearken from the abyss 

diving at the surface of the nightlake 
my soul driftwood longs for shore 

dreamlike, forevermore 
wakeful, nevermore 

trapped in somnolent dolor 
never again to feel light's mirth 

slumberwillows lap the oceanside 
ensorcelling her pulchritudinous figure 
as she sleeps, dreamling, evermore 

ever 
more 

evermore (repeat)