I dreamed of you last night. Again. Just lay my head on the pillow we once shared, you came rushing in. The fragrance of your hair, that mischievous twinkle in your eyes, lips whispering my name. You know, the little whisper that made me realize that being king of the world holds little charm when compared to the happiness found nestling in your arm. I awoke with happy heart and fresh love to carry me through days yet to pass and in times of doubt or of sorrow, I will remember thee, sweet lass. For while it is true that love seeds dreams yet the dream seeds love, the circle to complete and when we plant the seeds beautifully grows the dream of love so sweet. Rest the well my love in the realm where thy be, and I shall do the best I can in this realm of mine, and in dreams we shall share our love until at last, our reunion falls within the Universe's grand design.