Sluggishly giving in to endless dark
My subconscious takes over

Black to grey to white to...
Colours splash on to the waiting canvas
Suddenly

Lost in a crowd
Thousands of faces, but not a soul in sight

Until...
Her

And then - nothing
Time is nonexistent as all fades away to - nothing

Nothing but her
And I

No words
None are needed

All is lost in this familiar parabol
And all is understood as her face is imprinted on my mind's
eye

Light
She's gone

Reality comes to shatter my precious illusion
Well... there is always tomorrow night