I'm always so eager to reach your closing lines. I believe I might start by reading your poems from there later on.. like I spoil my favorite books on my self. This is just mesmerizing. I also relate.

Hello hiraeth,

To slumber in such a dream, bliss, who would dare awaken, indeed. An unusual love poem, in that. there is no romance, no frills, as it were, just unadulterated affection, the magnetism of the mundane and the power of the music of love locked in amber. Excellent, truly.

Kind regards, Tony.