From The Mist

As the sun sets upon waking worlds

A warrior rides from the mist

Sat tall and proud on stallion's back

A cry of victory he did persist.

Tinged and stained with demon blood

His sword raised in triumphant salute

This brave and valiant warrior comes

To bring peace to my nightly commute

Dismounted, he greets in a manner

That I've come to know so well

A bow at the waist before taking my hand

To lead me through the dreamworld veil

Safe in his arms once again

We step into my favorite place

Sand and surf caress my senses

Gentle hand caress' my face.

A touch of my lips to the palm of his hand

With a smile, I whisper a greeting

"Morning, my love." Then his kiss ...

Steals my breath, leaves me keaning.

His body responds to my feather-light touch

As his armour falls to the floor

Together, we ignite a passion

That neither have felt before.

It is here I will stay in my warriors arms

'til the real world again intrudes

One night alone in the dream world

Is all I'm asking of you.