A/N: Again thanx to Lowell Boston for her helpful suggestions re. Linebreaks. Your advice has been very insightful, Thanx again.
I sit in the boughs of the conifer tree,
And the stars, they do shine down on me.
In the low, lush valley, a flute does sing.
It's sweet voice does my Phantom bring.
His warm breath does caress my cheek.
There are no words, I dare not speak
For though his arms I can not see,
I feel their their gentle hold on me.
Invisible fingers in my hair.
He is faceless, I do not care.
He surrounds my thoughts, a heavenly glow.
Each part of him, I yearn to know.
I fly, a feather on his breeze,
We dance amongst the moonlit trees.
We dance for hours, seconds, days,
Together in life's eternal maze.
Yet when his cherry lips touch mine,
I know, alas, that it is time.
For the Sun has come and brings the day,
He comes to take my love away.
I slowly rise up from my bed,
Sweet harmonies still fill my head.
I shake a twig out from my hair,
And wonder, "Was he ever there."