I fall—
down
into space,
entertaining a race
I am now
ignorant of.

In my dreams,
I see a face,
but when I am alone,
I can talk—
to you

I sleep—
slowly
into bliss,
entertaining my wish,
I am now,
falling into.

In my dreams,
I see a face,
but when I am alone,
I can talk—
to you.

But only in my dreams,
I am a slave
of the passion,
you feel
for your dark fantasy.

In my dreams,
I see a face,
but when I am alone,
I can talk—
to myself.