I dreamt in cryptic passageways, only I could see
As dark and cold as it became I felt warmth in my palms.
Visions of all sorts of emotion towered over me
Your breath fell on my fingertips, singing bleeding songs.
Seconds later the room lit to pale lace
Your sparkly eyes caught hold of mine.
Confidence and patience written on your face
Your words, "one day at a time."
Suppose for just several seconds I forgot the sound
My guard fell down, my heart collapsed
And no one was around.
Again, the image of your hand grazes mine
Your voice loud in my head.
"I'm coming back for you, I meant what I said."