i'm trapped in your virtual reality
reciting poems of love
& dancing to strange tunes
of swinging simple beats
played on the 1989 jukebox
while stars snow down in the bleak
& the tide washes in on where we could be
i marvel up at the sky
because there is little better to do
than enjoy the presence of your company
crooning like a shadow in the bonfire
i catch you in my sleep,
but nothing can bring me back to you
now that you're gone