She interests in most unusual things

the scream of an organ

the trill of a violin

one breath of life from either

and her heart stings

dreams of him only in her dearest of times

wants to love but is cloaked in foreign delusions

confusion brings smiles

her face so red, his hands so silky and

white

she doesn't know what is what anymore

only the voice of instruments to lead her

the cry of a person a far

she can only dream of the one she loves

and she can only dream of reaching them

she looks and the tears are about to spill

but sadness will not encompass her

she reigns over darkness

where her pitfall throne to prove nothing stands

she only wants to hold his hands

and kiss his lips

but the screams are coming to an end

she will never find them