Sonnet XLIII

When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see,
For all the day they view things unrespected;
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee,
And darkly bright, are bright in dark directed.
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
How would thy shadow's form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to unseeing eyes thy shade shines so!
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
By looking on thee in the living day,
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade
Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay!
   All days are nights to see till I see thee,
   And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.

-William Shakespeare

I see you best at night when my eyes close,

Cause all day long I look at things that don’t matter

But in dreams I see you, babe,

And you shine in that darkness.

You shine so brightly that even the shadows glisten,

And wow what a sensation you’d make

If your shadow shining saw the daylight,

When in dreams you already knock me out with your brightness.

My eyes would become dazzled, I think

If I saw you in the daytime,

Cause in the night your shining brightness

Stays with me, even through heavy sleep.

The days might as well be nights, honestly,

And nights beam like noon when you visit my dreams.

08/23/20