It was in that moment
that the veil was dropped
and it could not have been
anything more than magickal.
Those sweet lips,
they just called to me.
I answered;
Longingly, passionately.
Oh, can you feel it?
The cold, hard stare of
Judgement baring down,
Reminding me of my sins.
Then, at the strike of the hour
You were gone into the night-
And with the sound of the alarms
I awoke from my slumber.