Crystalline Dreams
Asleep I stray to crystalline woodlands, On moonlit paths bestrewn with sparkling sands, In search of the Lady who wears the crown. My precious Princess to whom I bow down.Her palace is made of sapphire and jade.For her my life has been lovingly made.She cares not for the sins I'm confessingWith pearl like smiles she bestows her blessing.Upon her throne of topaz and turquoise, Her beauty transcendent with grace and poise,...