Tumbling down,
as scarlet dreams adorn my mind.
In the eerie darkness of the night,
Alone am I with my thoughts,
with no one around,
crimson drops,
diamond tears,
losing myself slowly,
I gaze down at my pillow
and see it...
DRENCHED.

Thoughts about loving,
They cross my mind often.
Oblivion shoving,
Encased in presumption.

The fullest of hearts,
In masked appearance.
Of the same parts,
They battle for clearance.

Down to the key,
One shutters in pain.
This one I see,
Is lost in the game.

The other takes point,
Revealing it's eyes.
A crease in the joint,
Between honest and lies.