Dream's of Love's Unknown Origin

Hello my love
The dream within my dreams
The non denominational owner of Angelic wings
That helps me fly into a living, breathing rhapsody

Oh, A select few thought
That you were indeed them
That I was inspired
By their own rays
Yet, They had no clue
Of it ever being you

Slumbering on and on
To the tune of a peeking grace
Trying to configure your face
Via the curiosity of love’s paradox
Knocking and knocking
On the door of astral divine

My Love
Why do those eyes change?
From blue to green to brown
Which color might they truly be?
These dreams subliminally hide your visions
Through random inquiries

I always see you
In this haze of unknown origin
And through the confusion
Our love somehow remains true

Who are you?
Who am I?
Please if this is some kind of metaphor
Why must I have to internally cry?

My love, My mysterious night risen clairvoyance
Help me solve this riddle
One small step at a time

The guile keeps frolicking by
Yet, Is this to make my mind stronger?

Must not be depressed by your mirage
But inspired by your journey


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
3/27/11