To be or not to be?
  I paint a black halo around
  your blond hair at midnight
  while you hide the moon from
  me and I wonder at your games.
  It's all intense; music, acid,
  *******, the beautiful things
  I've known, but  not seen lately
  We wait naked in the dark for
  dawn's first vague glimpse of
love in the eyes. We stare blind
and reach into the dark for lovers.