Like crystal fragments in the mind
shimmering glitterdust...
I have
a dream...
Just us
it was only you and I...
My sanity has left me
Gone to visit another...
I dreamt last night
that as I approached the river...
Do you regret...
Crimson
is the color of wine...
Tonight was the night
we shared a red glass...
He was faceless
the man of many names...
I met an old man on the way home
he sat on the old wooden bench...
Life was much simpler back then
The problems we had were only those we saw...
Why is my life in chaos?
Why does the tide turn once again...