I used to dream of all the ways you could love me;
of all the hidden pieces of my soul that you could find
and bring to life;
of holding you forever.

As I dozed the warm rainbow of light my eyes met
played host to sunshine thoughts of you;
thoughts of us;
thoughts that melted the guards,
and shrunk back the labyrinth of my heart to leave it open.

And as I dreamt my eyelids fluttered to the beat of your heart;
as if caught by love's butterflies
my heartstrings played to your tune like a puppet:
Blinded by the cloudy fog of dream.

And as I woke, the morning desperate gray around me,
I found myself alone.
Brick by brick, waiting for the day, the wall returned.
I hide behind it's shadow,
in the cold and the dark,
between the moss and the cloud.