Shall I Compare Thee to a Nighttime Dream
Shall I compare thee to a nighttime dream?
The shimmering glow of thy light blue eyes.
Thy charming smile of a pearlescent gleam.
Thee make me forget all my arrant cries.
Thou are the beauty in shadows looming,
To whisk away threats of nightmare’s sharp spears.
My longing to be thine is consuming,
Thee save me from the real world of stark fears.
They say a dream is a wish your heart makes,
But I believe it’s inside, a belief.
I shall be with thou, whatever it takes,
Thee are my dreams, despite my heart of grief.
Thou are in my heart, but you will be missed
For only in my dreams will you exist.