Lord Of My Dreams Poem by lalitha iyer

When I sleep
you send me dreams
dressed in love
you appear now
and sit upon
my silver tresses
and slyly caress
my silky bosom
and look into
my heart
with a magnifying lens
enlarging everything
as I close
my eye-keys
you steal and
shut out my looks
to outside world;

in my slumber
you treat me a baby
and make me wish
that I am your loveliest dish
like a stream
you glide into
and I helpless
enjoy the show
that I do miss
the nights you are amiss
yet, how the stage is set
and you crown me inset..
I wonder,
how you appear in my dreams
and fake me with fancies
you desire,
and smell my heart
inching every second
a little bit
day by day
melting my obstinacies
and painting my inner urges
into a larger canvas
and magnifying my
unseen passions
highlighting the
shy delicacies.