Tuesday, November 17

In Your Dreams

I want to haunt you in your dreams.
The way I looked when we first met.
I want to taunt you,
tease you,
hurt you
I want to stalk you in your dreams.

Remember that falling curl of hair.
Bleached to blonde by the sun.
And the blue eyes
that would pierce you through.
Remember it was painful too.

I want to follow you into your dreams.
And know what you desire.
I want to hold you,
know you,
search you
I want to paint inside your dreams.

Remember how I held your hand.
As if it was just obvious.
And the new songs
that I'd play with you.
Remember it was hurtful too.

I want to haunt you in your dreams.

I want to bleed within your sight.
I want to be the nightmare
Through your night.
I want to stalk you, in your dreams.


Remember that whispering voice.
First to say that you were loved.
And the laughter
that I'd see in you.
Remember it was destructive too.

I want to haunt you in your dreams.

I want to be in your mirage sleep.
I want to be missed and killed by you,
If that's all I get to keep.

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