I dreamt of thunder, I dreamt of light ,
And of tremulous rain.
The enchantress enchanted roved the night,
As the gruesome sun went insane.
The valley of dreams was lit up by fireflies,
While I sat with the storming winds.
And the river spoke of a lover’s cries,
Destroyed by the foolish grin.
Then you woke me with a touch and a smile,
As a song played across the street.
The weed that I stole from the river on the sly,
Caught fire from our heartbeat.