Unknown Perfume

That smell
As I rest my head,
Stirs my love
From hibernation
To return to work
As the hive should.
Make the dream honey,
I know the perfect flower.
It grows in the haze
Of my somnolence.
Oh sweet reverie!
Please divulge your name,
I know you are not shy.

But as you sleep
In a bottle, miles away,
Your specter remains
To comfort me.

I love you,
A thousand times,
Without even knowing
Your name.