Texting in Dreams

Another night when words are sweet

Another night I wish to keep

When under Bacchian spell

I text you and wish you well

For as Night draws its deep blue shade

I messaged you, sweet dreams I bade

And when you responded swiftly

I believed you too loved me

But these are the wishes of the night

When wine makes the eyes shine bright

And when come the morning's face

The truth once more I will embrace

That these things are phantom dreams

That your love is not what it seems

And that if I were to place my heart in your hand

You wouldn't even begin to understand

So while the joy engulfs me in falsehood's embrace

I will merely dream of your face