Visions Of A Flame In the cold winters night I close my eyes and think of my flame, through restless dreams, I wish for visions of the same. Though he's far away and the darkness keeps us apart, I know I am safe 'cause he'll always be in my heart. So in my nightmares he slays the great foe with might, and when I awake, I think of my flame in the light.   12/2000