I shut off the lights
And lay on the bed...

I sit on a bench,
One by a babbling brook...

Footsteps echo off
Trees illuminated by an ethereal glow...

The wind whispers a song so exuberantly beautiful
As the moon and stars waltz within an ebony sky...

Crystals shine within her eyes -
Whispering tales of past lives...

She is red - ablaze with a passion so vibrant in...
She is orange - refreshingly sweet as her words...

As night overtakes the sky,
She stares into the darkness...

Listen to the beat of the drums
That echo seductively as she dances...

I used to look up at the sky
Each and every night...

Hurt me, love me
Breathe me, need me...

Lilies bloom around a withered soul,
Encouraging lavish dreams to arise...

A limp hand reaches into the void
That wraps around a crumpled form...