In sable night, out of street lamp's reach
Streaming though a dream world breach
Called forth out of darkest heart's desire
As if to set my very soul on fire
Ghosts of my dreams dance in the street
As I watch from my window seat
In bursts of need they set leaves a-fright
Swirling... whirling in ecstatic flight
Autumn winds extend a chilling touch
But cannot calm these ghosts by much
A warning not to touch, take heed
On silky caresses they do feed