I could never get her off of my brain.
Off of my rocker
I must be
Or just awfully insane.
I can't pretend that I'm not.

I had a dream
Where everything was so regular.
I saw clearly
Felt the warm breeze near me
Nearly
Lost myself
Unfamiliarly in bliss.
The sweet kiss
Touch of her lips.
It felt amiss.
So I roll over hoping to slip
My hands on her hips
  
-Switch-

Back to reality.
Gripping the cold side of the pillow.
Weeping
No willow
To shade me from the storm
The clouds upon
Me.

Sleep.
My worst enemy.
Evil thoughts of good times
Erroneous pleasantries.
Awake to realize that it was just the deceit.
Of my mind and my heart
But I'll just blame it all on sleep