Gone

The Dreamer:
I've gone into a regionWhere few have dared to go.
I left, my loves, at midnight
And trod the whitened stones.
Why did I leave, you ask me?
Lean close, I'll whisper in your ear.
I left because a heartbeat
Said he loved me, I was dear.
He met me in the silken dark
Upon a winged horse.
And when he asked, 'Come with me?'
I said, 'My dear, of course....'