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."