Beloved. And we are one.
Sleep with your dreams in my dreams.
Our tenderness with slumber, now.
The night will turn upon the invisible wheel.
Your breath is within me-a sleeping jewel.
No other, my beloved, will dream my dreams.
No one but you will know the language of my slumber.
Together we shall traverse the waters of time.
No other will cross the the shadows beside me.
--only you--always light--always fresh.
Your open palm releases the songs of love.
Our eyes are heavy and wet with sleep.
After following the elements you carry
Those which carry me away.
The night, the world and the wind spin the cycle--
The wheel of time.
You are my dream, as I am yours
and that is all.

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Phaestian, in the year 446 AF.