A Dream Has Enrapt Me With Its Bliss

A dream has enrapt me with its bliss,
some far-off tune I thought as forgotten,
but now stilled weightlessness exists
     in my mind serenaded with serenity.

Soft whispers exchanged for soft whispers,
untold fears disclosed in confidence,
a reflection who shares my vespers
     for boundless love inflecting our heartstrings.

Sparkling laughter echoes in my ears,
the kind like ecstatic, playful children,
painting bolder colors around me
     that make a dream seem gray as monotony.

I desire she who desires
     God's blissful love.