There is a boy in my dreams, one who can capture the world in his hands.
Touched by the finger of God, his is a world of color and light, shape and figure.
There is a boy in my dreams, who through his vision brings forth new realms.
The beauty he creates is a soft sadness, bittersweet like the kiss of a lost love.
There is a boy in my dreams, and one day I hope to see him and seize his ethereal beauty.
Plagued by my vision, I can only hope and dream until one day we come together.
There is a boy in my dreams, where he is a Seraph of God.
Sensuality and love are his to command and I am but his servant.
There is a boy in my dreams and