In This White Wave

Through the mist and haze I press on,
My sanity secured ever so slightly,
Soon to be ripped away by the dawn,
I spot the light that beckons me nightly.

Familiar and foreign, my bearings falter,
Lost in this gray maze of shifting fog,
Eager to fall in the shadow of your altar,
I wade nervously into the ephemeral bog.

My fear wanes, I can feel you are near,
I have found you in time, all that matters,
Your presence pierces like a hot spear,
My weak shield of doubt instantly shatters.

And once again I know you are real,
My waking logic cannot exist here,
No one can convince me of what I feel,
My vision is clearer than the wisest seer.

My heart aches, throat chokes, burning eyes,
Our spirits once more in a timeless dance,
Will our gaze ever meet beneath a blue sky?
Take everything, just for the slightest chance.

All I can see is your heavenly silhouette,
This tormenting dream mutes our voices,
Tangled beyond salvation in your silent net,
A crime against love left with these choices,

I am sinking in these waves of desire,
Barely kept afloat by my relentless hope,
These ethereal trysts fan a raging fire,
A mere wisp of your breath to help me cope.

I know it is you; not a trace of delusion,
The one eternity has saved just for me,
Our waking life is but a clever illusion,
I will find you, and end this tortuous fantasy.