My goddess, my life

I find you in my dreams

Alone in a cold room

On the plateau in far off

Ruswet, where the goddess

Eye’s bloom.

Every dream

In the darkest hours of night,

Flooded by your image, that

Loveliest of visage.

I have renounced my God

For you, for you are more

Beneficient then He. And with that vow I awake

And my bedroom comes back to me.

Reality.

So I drop back off

In hopes of seeing you again.