A sleepless night
  and i thought i dreamed of you
dark eyes; deep heart,
  have i found you?
or are these petty games
equivalent to love
  and is this life
  really
  mine.

Still i cradle you to sleep.
lost hours, clock forgotten-
  dreams won’t find me tonight
  and it may be for the better.
But then again
one can never really tell.
The words flow like blood again;
i tell myself it’s easier
this way.
My heart, my mind, always
       at war
we are all soldiers in this game,
maybe the whole of mankind
is just
as lost
as i am.

Reckless love, how i find both
  comfort & tragedy
   in your arms.
As indicated the night rolls on,
   flowing in tune with the lunar tide.
We are strangers.
Fight for the common good...
or maybe not.
Maybe the dreams
really are lies
maybe the light
won’t ever find me;

Still i fight on.
Lost in myself, in you, in humanity-
still the charge is there.
Embers growing then fading
& i wake
   in the cold sweat
you always seem to leave me with.
Day will be heavier.
it always is.

i dance with the ghosts,
   those others forgotten-
     locked in time and in
    my perception of mortality.
We are the dead, history repeating herself,
that silly cosmic dance.

Half chance.
i’ll pray for solace.
i’ll pray for peace.
i’ll pray for anything
for anything at all.

Jamais.