She kissed my subconscious, tainted with but
a breath upon my dreams, seducing me with
lucid terrors that bled into thoughts as If real,
her breath was the sand of convulsions as I
Arched with confusion to why me she kissed  

Night embraced me, its talons penetrated softly,
Leeching upon a soul. Could I elate to what was
wisps and what was actually real. She gave me
breadcrumbs to follow but unknown mouldy,
Decay was the path I took unbeknown.

The trees tugged upon my dream self, but I bled
In the real world, like a drizzle my blood seeped
Slowly on to the sheets below, fingerprints are
Memories on my soul.  she relished that the terrors
That were shadows now scratching I wasn't alone.

She kissed my subconscious, tainted with but
A breath upon my dreams, did she want to steal
Me away, or feast on the darkness that's now like
A vine dreaming waiting to birthed in to my waking
Days, I am in transit neither asleep nor awake.